Lyrics Do You Want Fries With That - Tim McGraw
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
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