The Magic Is There

Standing in line at the sandwich shop
My eyes browse through the menu then came to a stop
I licked my lips and gave my tummy a rub
Something caught my eye, it was a meatball sub

Meatballs, mozzarella, pepperoni
Swiss cheese, yes please, all served on a hoagie
The cashier asked how I'd be taking this treat
One for here, one to go, and make them both on wheat

I said wait, this should be more Italiano
Take these back and add some Romano
It felt like Burger King 'cause I had it my way
But I was eating fresh 'cause I was really at Subway

All that sauce, all that cheese
All those meatballs, still I'm not obese
I'd be the happiest Italian guy
If I had meatball sandwiches stacked to the sky
Scarf some down and let the music fade
It's the meatball sandwich serenade