I leave from softball practice every night

It's getting dark, but the "Golden Arches"

light up the way

I turn the corner at the traffic light

I count my money and then I rehearse what I'm going to

say

"I'd like an order of fries, a quarter-pounder

with cheese,

I love the light in your eyes, will you go out with me

please?"

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I am in love with a McDonalds girl

She has a smile of innocence so tender and warm

I am in love with a McDonalds girl

She is an angel in a polyester uniform

She doesn't try to impress anyone

She doesn't act all tough like all the other girls

that I know

She don't treat me like a simpleton

She's not ashamed to be the only other virgin I know

When my hamburger's cold, I get up ready to go,

She's only fifteen years old, and I'm in love with her

soul

She's got a gold tooth, you know she's hardcore

She'll show you a good time, then she'll show you the

door...BOY!

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There she stands behind the register

She's taking orders from the Saddle River Little

League

If they knew how much I wanted her

Their home-room teachers would have to send them home

for a week

As I head through the door, the movement catches her

eye,

My heart begins to soar, she smiles, she waves

good-bye, good-bye

Good-bye, good byeeeeeeeeeeeeee

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Uno, dos, tres, quatro

Big Mac, Filet o Fish, Quarter Pounder, French Fries

Icey Coke, Thick Shakes, Sundaes and Apple Pies

Sing that song of taste

You can only find at one place: McDonalds

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