Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Potato Cakes , by - MC Chris. Song from the album Part Six Part Two, in the genre Release date: 05.10.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: mc chris
Song language: English
Potato Cakes |
| Thanks for choosing Arby’s |
| Would you like to try one of our brand new toasted subs? |
| That’s right, Arby’s now has toasted subs |
| Would you like to try our brand new jalapeño bites with bronco berry sauce? |
| That’s right, we now have jalapeño bites with bronco berry sauce |
| Your total is five dollars and… thirty… seven cents. |
| Please pull around |
| We’re like two cakes, two potato cakes |
| We’re like two cakes, two potato cakes |
| We’re like two cakes, two potato cakes |
| We’re like two cakes, two cakes |
| She not allergic to nerd urgin but she’s shy to serve it |
| I’m so bitter 'bout shit, she gives me a lift and I’m nervous |
| See we both work at Arby’s but in separate sections |
| And she doesn’t know I like her, that she gives me erections |
| She’s up at the counter, I’m in the hole in the back |
| Taking orders, making change, putting toys in the bags |
| We smoke buttes on occasion, and I really can’t stand it |
| But she’s from another planet so I deal like I’m Gambit |
| Smoke breaks are like dates, so I don’t mind the coughin' |
| But I’d rather get blazed with the cook in the walk-in |
| But I feel like I’m stalkin, I can tell she’s uneasy |
| Not appeasing to be creepin' so I still hold her cheesy |
| At the end of the night, I’m sure to ask for a ride |
| Been a really long day, I feel like dying inside |
| Feel like driving all night, home life’s kind of fucked |
| Never dropped me off, never rolled the window up |
| What? |
| We’re like two cakes (we're like two cakes), two cakes, two potato cakes (two |
| cakes, two cakes) |
| We’re like two cakes (we're like two cakes), two cakes, two potato cakes (two |
| cakes) |
| We’re like two cakes (we're like two cakes), two cakes, two potato cakes (two |
| cakes, two cakes) |
| We’re like two cakes (we're like two cakes), two cakes, two potato cakes (two |
| potato cakes) |
| Up at 6:30, take a shower 'cuz I’m dirty |
| Go to school, keep on flirting with this girl I think is purty |
| Yeah, I know she’s gonna hurt me but it’s worth it I assure it |
| She’s so perfect, I’m so putrid, Where is cupid and some courage? |
| I will love her always, torment in the hallways |
| Treated like a cretin, something creepin' in your crawl space |
| See her at the lockers, see her knockers in her sweater |
| Soon she’ll find the letter where I go ahead and tell her |
| She’s like, «I'm so stoked, I got a date to the dance!» |
| Well there’s a girl from art class, that I guess I could ask |
| «You should go, we could double, there’s a really big party |
| Oh, by the way, I’ve got good news, I finally quit Arby’s |
| I’m a hostess at Chili’s and it’s really the bomb |
| My date’s a waiter there, it’s where he asked me to prom» |
| And so I linger on with my pale blue eyes |
| Walkin' through the hood cause I’ve lost my ride |
| This job is alright, as far as fast food goes |
| Free grub is a perk, but the benefits blow |
| If the manager’s cool we get to chief in the store |
| Turn the stereo on, while we’re sweepin' the floor |
| Well the jocks they know I work here and they recognize my voice |
| Throw empties at my window but that’s beside the point |
| It’s a minimum wage, it’s a bit of a pain |
| But every jerk was worth it cause her beautiful face |
| This job is alright, as far as fast food goes |
| Free grub is a perk, but the benefits blow |
| If the manager’s cool we get to chief in the store |
| Turn the stereo on, while we’re sweepin' the floor |
| Well the jocks they know I work here and they recognize my voice |
| Throw empties at my window but that’s beside the point |
| It’s a minimum wage, it’s a bit of a pain |
| But every jerk was worth it cause her beautiful face |
| And so I survive, I’m prepared to do prep |
| I’m sweating by the ovens, someone turn on the vents |
| What a turn of events, now I’m sort of a mess |
| There’s a new girl she retarded, now the manager’s tense |
| The cook’s out of weed, and I kinda miss it |
| But I still show up for work like this shit is no big |
| Like my heart is not broke, like she done me no harm |
| I don’t wanna be a wuss so I still set my alarm |
| I’m upset but not emo, and there’s no one to fight |
| I can block the empties with a shield like I’m prototype |
| Close the window to the world if it’s not acting quite right |
| Pack the pipe in the parking lot with manager Mike |
| I can deal with this shirt, I got really cool bosses |
| I can stock the desert, I can marinade the sauces |
| It’s scary but awesome, when it comes to my job |
| I never even think about the time I was robbed |
| We’re like two cakes (we're like two cakes), two cakes, two potato cakes (two |
| cakes, two cakes) |
| We’re like two cakes (we're like two cakes), two cakes, two potato cakes (two |
| cakes) |
| We’re like two cakes (we're like two cakes), two cakes, two potato cakes (two |
| cakes, two cakes) |
| We’re like two cakes (we're like two cakes), two cakes, two potato cakes (two |
| potato cakes, cakes, cakes, …) |