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Grenade- Bruno Mars Parody-The Macca's version

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Grenade- Bruno Mars Parody-The Macca's version

Grenade (The McDonald's Version)

-Please note some things/words may not make sense to somebody who has not worked at McDonald's :)
 


Dump dump dump and salt, that is all I do

Fill the fry hopper and make salty fries for you

Should of known you was trouble when the fries were up

Had the salt shaker open, why was it open?

 

Gave you all my fries and you tossed them in the bag

You tossed them in the bag, you did

To give me all your thanks, is all I ever asked

Coz what you don't understand is

 
CHORUS

I catch a french fry for you

Burn myself in the eye for you

I'd throw myself in the vat for you

You know I'd even get fat for you

 

I would go through all this pain

Put a deli knife through my brain

Yes I would fry for you baby

But you won't do the same

No, no, no, no

 

Gold, gold, gold and crisp, make them till I'm numb

To the spot-sweep I said hey, where the **** did you come from

Mad worker, bad worker, that's just what you are, yeah

You'll smile in my face then dob me in for my car

 

Gave you all my fries and you tossed them in the bag

You tossed them in the bag, you did

To give me all your thanks, is all I ever asked

Coz what you don't understand is

 
CHORUS

I catch a french fry for you

Burn myself in the eye for you

I'd throw myself in the vat for you

You know I'd even get fat for you

 

I would go through all this pain

Put a deli knife through my brain

Yes I would fry for you baby

But you won't do the same

No, no, no, no

 

If the vat was on fire

Ooh, you'd watch it burn down in flames

You said you loved fries, you're a liar

Coz you never, ever, ever did baby

 
CHORUS

But darling I''d still catch a french fry for you

Burn myself in the eye for you

I'd throw myself in the vat for you

You know I'd even get fat for you

 

I would go through all this pain

Put a deli knife through my brain

Yes I would fry for you baby

But you won't do the same

No, no, no, no

 

No, you won't do the same

You wouldn't do the same

Ooh, you never do the same

No, no, no, no

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  1. Date: 11/23/2011 9:32:00 AM
    Ha! Wot a quirky, entertaining poem this is. Strange enough that I dig it :D