one fry joint looks pretty much another
\nthey all really sorta look the same
\neverybody knows you need to work there
\nbut no one seems to need to know your name<\/p>\n
the greasy spoon, the diner, and the truck stop
\nthey all attract the self same clientele
\nthey greasy kid, the trucker, and beat cop
\nthe teen-aged temptress with her sales to sell<\/p>\n
she walked in and i said, you are an angel
\nshe laughed a throaty laugh and said, do tell
\nand I’d always kinda known that i had fallen
\nbut I never really guessed how far i fell
\nthat is when i knew i’d found my callin’
\nthat’s how i know i’m dropping fries in Hell<\/p>\n
old Scratch has got a fryer full of oil
\njust waiting to find out which way you roll
\nand he’s got that sucker up so hot it’s smoking
\nso he can bite into my\u00a0battered, breaded soul<\/p>\n
i’m cooking here while devils\u00a0want their munchies
\ni’m safe as long as the job and tips don’t fail
\ni smile at the girl, hair back in scrunchies
\nand pretend that i can’t see her teeth and tail<\/p>\n
she tells me that she started as a fry cook
\nthat she worked her way above the ranks from there
\nthat i could do the same just like a boss
\nbut looking in her eyes, i didn’t care
\ni fell into her\u00a0gaze and\u00a0i was lost
\nsuch\u00a0beauty that\u00a0my soul could never bear
\nmy battered soul reached out for hers, and fell,<\/p>\n
deep-fried and golden brown<\/p>\n
bobbing in\u00a0the oil vats<\/p>\n
of Hell.<\/p>\n
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one fry joint looks pretty much another they all really sorta look the same everybody knows you need to work there but no one seems to need to know your…<\/p>\n