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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