I keep forgetting and then remembering that your mom's a lawyer, and then I keep remembering the whole satanist thing that you can't share with us.
But he keeps on forgetting mom's spaghetti,
The whole crowd goes spaghetti,
He opens his mouth, but the spaghetti won't come out
He's choking how, everybody's spaghetti now
The spaghetti's run out, time's up, over, blaow!