I work at Burger King making flame-broiled whoppers,
I wear paper hat.

Would you like an apple pie with that?
Would you like an apple pie with that?

Ding, fries are done.
Ding, fries are done.
Ding, fries are done.
Ding, fries are done.

I gotta run.
I gotta run.
I gotta run.
I gotta run.

Don't bob for fries in hot fat,
it really hurt bad and so does skin graft.

Would you like an apple pie with that?
Would you like an apple pie with that?

Where is the bell?
Wait for the bell.
Can't eat the bell.
Where is the bell?

Ding, fries are done.
Ding, fries are done.
Ding, fries are done.
Ding, fries are done.

I work at Burger King making flame-broiled whoppers,
I wear paper hat.

Would you like an apple pie with that?
Would you like an apple pie with that?

Ding, fries are done.
Ding, fries are done.
Ding, fries are doneeeeee.


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Burger King Christmas Coral song meanings
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    General Commenti am banned from the local burger king for life. me and my friends went just to get the simpsons toys tbat came with big kids meals, and we didn't get them. we got some replacement toy. i wasn't going to have this...so i went up to the counter-lady, and i said, "excuse me, i want my simpsons toy." and she told me that they were out and that they wouldn't have any more until tomorrow morning. so i said, "but i'm a big kid, and i want my big kids toy." and she still said she couldn't do anything...so i said, "so i guess special orders do upset you? NAZI!" and i threw the toy down and walked out.
    backupdorkon December 12, 2001   Link

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