Steven Lynch - Carol of the Fries текст песни

Na, na-na-na
Na, na-na-na
Na, na-na-na
Na, na-na-na
Na, na-na-na
Na, na-na-na
Na, na-na-na
Na, na-na-na
I work at Burger King
Making flame-broiled Whoppers
I wear paper hats
Would you like an apple pie with that?
Would you like an apple pie with that?
Ding! Fries are done
Ding! Fries are done
Ding! Fries are done
Ding! Fries are done
I gotta run
I gotta run
I gotta run
I gotta run
Don?t bob for fries in hot fat
It really hurts bad, and so do skin grafts
Would you like an apple pie with that?
Would you like an apple pie with that?
Where is the bell?
Wait for the bell
Can?t hear the bell
Where is the bell?
Ding! Fries are done
Ding! Fries are done
Ding! Fries are done
Ding! Fries are done
I work at Burger King
Making flame-broiled Whoppers
I wear paper hats
Would you like an apple pie with that?
Would you like an apple pie with that?
Ding! Fries are done
Ding! Fries are done
Ding! Fries are done
Ding! Fries are do-o-o-one!