She works all day at the Burger King
Getting greasy for the dollars
Promoted to fries but theres tears in her eyes
Its not the grease or the pickles that upset her
California, Hotel California
California, Hotel California
California, Hotel California
You can't stab the beast
A look of disgust on her pimple marked face
No amount of mayonnaise can cover
She frowns at the kill, char boiling on the grill
Singing "death for no reason, death for no reason"
It's murder...
California, Hotel California
California, Hotel California
California, Hotel California
She can't stand the heat
She stabs it with her stealy knife but she just can't kill the beast
California, Hotel California
California, Hotel California
