Lyrics Pasta e basta - Dimie Cat

Pasta e basta

Baby we’re in it
Baby up to the hilt
Good girl getting sick
You’ll end up all alone
With Pasta e Basta
I’ve tried everything from the Z to the ABC
I’ve tried everything to change your 'holy' recipe
«Mama doesn’t cook them like that
You spoiled it all, way too much salt.»
They’re just untouchable your Pasta e Basta
I’ve tried to add things, to make them look 'original'
I’ve tried to replace by Shirataki noodles
Damn myself to get anything new
Find romance on the menu
They’re just untouchable your Pasta e Basta
Baby we’re in it (seafood)
Baby up to the hilt (sushi)
Good girl getting sick (octopus)
You’ll end up all alone
With Pasta e Basta
Baby we’re in it (chicken)
Baby up to the hilt (burger)
Good girl getting sick (French fries)
You’ll end up all alone
With Pasta e Basta
I’ve tried to devil them, make them taste more erotic
Read books of botanic to make them more ecstatic
Clearly not worth the trouble
The effect?
Has doubled
They’re just untouchable your Pasta e Basta
I’ve tried to tie you in front of a plate of rice
I’ve tried to think strategic, started a 'SEX STRIKE!'
You got me turning neurotic
Kind of depressed, psychotic
They’re just untouchable your Pasta e Basta
Baby we’re in it
Baby up to the hilt
Good girl getting sick
You’ll end up all alone
With Pasta e Basta
Baby we’re in it (whoopee)
Baby up to the hilt (porridge)
Good girl getting sick (butterscotch)
You’ll end up all alone
With Pasta e Basta
I’ve tried everything from the Z to the ABC
I’ve tried everything to change your 'holy' recipe
You got me turning neurotic
Kind of depressed, psychotic
You’ll end up all alone
With Pasta e Basta