Papa Joe 
Cryin' On My Pizza
Cryin' on My Pizza ©1998 by Joe Kretschmer

It was our regular Friday rendevous.
Then you called me on the telephone, and told me we were through.
The doorbell reminded me, I'd ordered pizza for delivery,
But when I opened up that box, I turned that pie to stew?

(Because) I'm crying on my pizza over you.
What was once crispy crust, now just tastes like glue.
And all I got to ease my loss is watery tomato sauce
From crying on my pizza over you.

That telephone call confirmed all my fears.
And now those little anchovies are swimming in my tears.
When they sliced that pizza apart, they rolled that knife right through my heart,
And now all I have to ease the pain is beers. [chorus: Oh, I'm?]

And now when I look down upon the cheese,
The smell of oregano just brings back memories.
The grease that floating on the top tells me my pain will never stop,
And I'll have leftover slices I can't freeze. [chorus: Because I'm?]
Lyrics Credits: Joe Kretschmer
Music Credits: Joe Kretschmer
Producer Credits: Joe Kretschmer
Publisher Credits: Frozen Head Music
Performance Credits: Joe Kretschmer, Mark Weierman
Short Song Description:
Take-off on sad country heartbreak ballad
Song Length: 3:35
Primary Genre: Country-General
Secondary Genre: -
Tempo: Medium Slow (91 - 110)
Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
Subject Matter 1: Arrogance
Subject Matter 2: Water
Mood 1: Heartbreaking
Mood 2: Poignant
Similar Artist 1: Weird Al Yankovic
Language: English