Song | Do You Want Fries with That |
Artist | Tim McGraw |
Album | Greatest Hits: Limited Edition, Vol. 1-3 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Beathard, Phillips | |
I thought that was your voice | |
I thought that was my car | |
No, we ain't ever met before | |
But I know who you are | |
You're living in my house | |
And I'm living in a tent | |
And don't laugh, this second job of mine | |
Is paying both our rents | |
You're out here buying | |
Happy Meals | |
And I'm eating rice and pintos | |
You so much as crack a smile at me, man | |
I'll come through this here window | |
Well, you took my wife | |
And you took my kids | |
And you took that life | |
That I used to live | |
My pride, the pool, the boat an' my tools | |
My dreams, the dog, the cat | |
Yeah, I think that's just about everything | |
Oh, I almost forgot | |
Do you want fries with that? | |
Your ketchup's in the bag | |
And her check is in the mail | |
I hope your chicken's raw inside | |
And I hope your bun is stale | |
I'm supposed to tell you"Please come back" but how 'bout this instead? | |
I hope you both choke on a pickle | |
Man, that would tickle me to death | |
I don't know what you're waiting on | |
You're holding up the line | |
Oh man, you ain't got no change coming back | |
Are you out of your mind? | |
Well, you took my wife | |
And you took my kids | |
And you took that life | |
That I used to live | |
My pride, the pool, the boat an' my tools | |
My dreams, the dog, the cat | |
Yeah, I reckon that's all there is | |
Do you want fries with that? | |
Well, you took my wife | |
And you took my kids | |
And you stole the life | |
That I used to live | |
My pride, the pool, the boat an' my tools | |
My dreams, the dog, the cat | |
Yeah, I guess that 'bout covers it | |
Do you want fries with that? | |
Here's your nuggets | |
Don't you, hey, don't laugh at me you |
zuo ci : Beathard, Phillips | |
I thought that was your voice | |
I thought that was my car | |
No, we ain' t ever met before | |
But I know who you are | |
You' re living in my house | |
And I' m living in a tent | |
And don' t laugh, this second job of mine | |
Is paying both our rents | |
You' re out here buying | |
Happy Meals | |
And I' m eating rice and pintos | |
You so much as crack a smile at me, man | |
I' ll come through this here window | |
Well, you took my wife | |
And you took my kids | |
And you took that life | |
That I used to live | |
My pride, the pool, the boat an' my tools | |
My dreams, the dog, the cat | |
Yeah, I think that' s just about everything | |
Oh, I almost forgot | |
Do you want fries with that? | |
Your ketchup' s in the bag | |
And her check is in the mail | |
I hope your chicken' s raw inside | |
And I hope your bun is stale | |
I' m supposed to tell you" Please come back" but how ' bout this instead? | |
I hope you both choke on a pickle | |
Man, that would tickle me to death | |
I don' t know what you' re waiting on | |
You' re holding up the line | |
Oh man, you ain' t got no change coming back | |
Are you out of your mind? | |
Well, you took my wife | |
And you took my kids | |
And you took that life | |
That I used to live | |
My pride, the pool, the boat an' my tools | |
My dreams, the dog, the cat | |
Yeah, I reckon that' s all there is | |
Do you want fries with that? | |
Well, you took my wife | |
And you took my kids | |
And you stole the life | |
That I used to live | |
My pride, the pool, the boat an' my tools | |
My dreams, the dog, the cat | |
Yeah, I guess that ' bout covers it | |
Do you want fries with that? | |
Here' s your nuggets | |
Don' t you, hey, don' t laugh at me you |
zuò cí : Beathard, Phillips | |
I thought that was your voice | |
I thought that was my car | |
No, we ain' t ever met before | |
But I know who you are | |
You' re living in my house | |
And I' m living in a tent | |
And don' t laugh, this second job of mine | |
Is paying both our rents | |
You' re out here buying | |
Happy Meals | |
And I' m eating rice and pintos | |
You so much as crack a smile at me, man | |
I' ll come through this here window | |
Well, you took my wife | |
And you took my kids | |
And you took that life | |
That I used to live | |
My pride, the pool, the boat an' my tools | |
My dreams, the dog, the cat | |
Yeah, I think that' s just about everything | |
Oh, I almost forgot | |
Do you want fries with that? | |
Your ketchup' s in the bag | |
And her check is in the mail | |
I hope your chicken' s raw inside | |
And I hope your bun is stale | |
I' m supposed to tell you" Please come back" but how ' bout this instead? | |
I hope you both choke on a pickle | |
Man, that would tickle me to death | |
I don' t know what you' re waiting on | |
You' re holding up the line | |
Oh man, you ain' t got no change coming back | |
Are you out of your mind? | |
Well, you took my wife | |
And you took my kids | |
And you took that life | |
That I used to live | |
My pride, the pool, the boat an' my tools | |
My dreams, the dog, the cat | |
Yeah, I reckon that' s all there is | |
Do you want fries with that? | |
Well, you took my wife | |
And you took my kids | |
And you stole the life | |
That I used to live | |
My pride, the pool, the boat an' my tools | |
My dreams, the dog, the cat | |
Yeah, I guess that ' bout covers it | |
Do you want fries with that? | |
Here' s your nuggets | |
Don' t you, hey, don' t laugh at me you |