McDonald's Girl

I am in love with a McDonald's girl.
She has a smile of innocence.
So tender and warm.
I am in love with a McDonald's girl.
She is an angel in a polyester uniform.
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 I rehearse what I'm gonna say:
I'd like an order of fries,
and Quarter-Pounder with Cheese,
I love the light in your eyes,
Will you go out with me please?
I am in love with a McDonald's girl.
She has a smile of innocence.
So tender and warm.
I am in love with a McDonald's girl.
She is an angel in a polyester uniform.
She doesn't try to impress anyone.
She doesn't try to be tough
like all the girls that I know.
She doesn't treat me like a simpleton.
I wanna say how I feel,
if I could just let go.
And when my hamburgers cold,
I get up ready to go,
She's only 16 years old,
and I'm in love with her so.
I am in love with a McDonald's girl.
She has a smile of innocence.
So tender and warm.
I am in love with a McDonald's girl.
She is an angel in a polyester uniform.
There she stands behind the register.
Taking orders from the
Provo City Little League.
If they knew how much I wanted her,
Their home room teacher would have
to send them home for a week.
And when I head for the door, the
moonlight catches her eyes.
My heart begins to soar, she smiles
and waves goodbye. Goodbye
I am in love with a McDonald's girl.
She has a smile of innocence.
So tender and warm.
I am in love with a McDonald's girl.
She is an angel in a polyester uniform.
She is an angel in a polyester uniform. What a babe.
She is an angel in a polyester uniform.
I am in love with a McDonald's Girl.