Ding! Fries Are Done Lyrics

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

I work at Burger King making flame-broiled whoppers i wear paper hats

would like an apple pie with that

would 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

Dont touch the fries in hot fat it really hurts bad and so do skin graphs

would like an apple pie with that

would like an apple pie with that

Wait for the bell

cant hear the bell

where is the bell

wait for the bell

Ding fries are done

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