SHORT ORDER GUY (sung by male)
Song by Greg McGee Feb 6, 2017 – July 6, 2018
Well, I gave her my heart, she used it for hamburger.
Offered me up some lies.
She consumed me with relish, I considered it hellish.
Cause I’m only a short order guy.
Maybe she ain’t a keeper, but I ain’t a sleeper.
I can smell it when somethings’ gone bad.
When she started reeking, then I started thinkin’
That possibly, I’ze being had.
I like being consumed, but I like to be savored.
Don’t wolf me down, you’ll miss all the flavor.
All of your fantasies I could fulfill.
The ingredients ain’t lacking, do you have the skill?
Fast food rarely provides much nutrition.
And, though I’ve been burnt, you could change my condition.
Your sauce must be special to make me feel like I do.
I’ll hang up my apron, let’s make something new.
Don’t just dice me up and throw me on the grill
I could learn to soufflé and show you some thrills.
You’re in such a rush to be scrambled and fried
If you’ll turn down the heat some, we might multiply.
You oughta know by now Just how to make me come
Over to your place any ol Time You Call
I want to feel your face I know the perfect place
Where it belongs in my Arms.
I’ll leave the pots and pans, get there fast as I can
I need to see you now, quick turn the covers down.
I ain’t ashamed of it, I’m water for chocolate
I Need to see you right now. Right Now.
I’m not the kind you make dance on the griddle
I want to find a good woman, go country and settle.
Raise up a kid or three, Barbeque when we please.
Someday, you might even do (hold on this)
the cookin’ for me.