Stuart Davis - Working at Burger King lyrics

Room for promotions working at Burger King Room for promotions working at Burger King Life's the pits, school's a drag I'm a know-it-all but I hate to brag Mom and dad got on my case And everybody else crowds my space Quit school school, left my home Lookout world I'm on my own Search for work and on t.v. I saw my opportunity Room for promotions working at Burger King It's true I wear a polyester uniform And my manager is just out on parole But I get my french fries free And my pop is just half price And when you're only making $3.15 That's pretty nice I made employee of the week My self esteem had reached it's peak Thought I'd ask a raise in pay I planned the words that I would say "There's room for promotions working at Burger King" My friends can laugh and make their innuendoes But someday I'm gonna work that drive through window And if by chance I don't, don't laugh or treat me rude Cause if I have the urge to, I can still spit in your food The boss refused my raise in pay I turned my back and walked away There's no room, no room There ain't no room at all No room for promotions working at Burger King So now I'm off and working at McDonald's They treat me right I earn $3.65 And the manager is nice to me, he's never been in jail But last week he tried to kiss me and the guys call him Gail Room for promotions working at Mac&Don's