From: Stephen Denommee <stepdeno@village.ca>
Subject: McDonalds Girl - Barenaked Ladies
Date: Thu, 9 Nov 95 22:08:47 EST

Here's a song that BNL only does in concert.  There is one know recording of
the song, it belongs to CFNY, the alternative music station in Toronto,
Ontario, Canada.

Hope you like it.  Sorry about the chord spacing.

MCDONALDS GIRL - Barenaked Ladies
 
D  A  G  (quick A) D
D           A         G                  A D
I leave from softball practice every night
D              A           G                  A       D
It's getting dark, but the "Golden Arches" light up the way
D          A             G            AD
I turn the corner at the traffic light
D          A              G                A           Bm   
I count my money and then I rehearse what I'm going to say
         Bm                   Em                            Bm
        "I'd like an order of fries, a quarter-pounder with cheese,
         Bm                      Em                A (hold)
        I love the light in your eyes, will you go out with me please?"
 
CHORUS:
D        A                    G
I am in love with a McDonalds girl
D             A                G             A              D
She has a smile of innocence so tender and warm
D         A                    G
I am in love with a McDonalds girl
D           A               G                A D
She is an angel in a polyester uniform
 
She doesn't try to impress anyone
She doesn't act all tough like all the other girls that I know
She don't treat me like a simpleton
She's not ashamed to be the only other virgin I know
        When my hamburger's cold, I get up ready to go,
        She's only fifteen years old, and I'm in love with her soul
 
(Steve Page Rap Solo)
She's got a gold tooth, you know she's hardcore
She'll show you a good time, then she'll show you the door...BOY!
 
CHORUS
 
There she stands behind the register
She's taking orders from the Saddle River Little League
If they knew how much I wanted her
Their home-room teachers would have to send them home for a week
        As I head through the door, the movement catches her eye,
        My heart begins to soar, she smiles, she waves good-bye, good-bye
        Good-bye, good byeeeeeeeeeeeeee
 
CHORUS
 
Uno, dos, tres, quatro
Big Mac, Filet o Fish, Quarter Pounder, French Fries
Icey Coke, Thick Shakes, Sundaes and Apple Pies
Sing that song of taste
You can only find at one place: McDonalds
 
CHORUS
 

Comments?

stepdeno@village.ca