Midnight Spaghetti Dance Party

<foreign music . Forks and spoons in a late night fight.

Tomato sauce flying left and right. Who knew pasta could feel so wild?

A midnight feast. Chaos styled. Boiling water, dreams and steam. Parmesan falling like

a cheesy beam. Midnight spaghetti. Dancing on the stove. Oh,

oh. Twisting, turning like a disco grove. No recipe just

vibes and thrills. A plate of chaos and endless spills. Noodles slipping out

of control. Meatballs roll in rock and roll. Garlic whispering secrets deep.

Olive oil takes a midnight leap. Oh, the colander's a rebel,