FRENCH FRIES

 FRENCH FRIES   (blues take)

da dun da dun, oh my lord, I would hurt if you ever took them away

I could live without my old dog and even the missus

let her run away with Pete that no good rascal

but i would die the day

you took my fries, might as well diss us

my baby would say

your fries aint got no gravy  i'm running off with davy

that man has steak fries, you got crinkle

big and thick his are , unlike your dinkle

please oh lord , strike her down, for her wicked ways 

make my dog sleep the eternal sleep within your gaze

i would die a thousand deaths, for just a few more breaths

to taste those amazing gifts of fries, last breath would be a sigh

my baby would say 

your fries got no edge, all you got is a little wedge

in the frier, they fly higher and higher

you won't find a better buyer

da dun da dun da dun my baby don't know

how to make my french fries glow

never was much good in the kitchen, far to good at simpy bitchin

don't take away the one good thing i get with size

please oh lord , don't take away my big french fries