When im in the mood for fast food i know who to call,
I always order a large, i never go small.
In the mood for hot dogs, i put the wiener in the buns.
Forget the condoments, lets eat this bitch raw.
Feeling mexican, i put the beef in the taco,
Or maybe i'll slather some cheese on those nachos.
I cut my steak the right way everytime,
You know i have my stomach on my mind.
I eat out just about everyday,
And i always make it my way.
As you read this i'm sure you think it's wrong,
But just because i like my coney's extra long,
Doesn't mean thats the point of this song.
I'm gonna get some food,
So get your mind out of the gutter dude.

02/10/2008

Posted on 02/11/2008
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