Do You Want Fries With That
Artist: 	    Tim McGraw
Album:   Live Like You Were Dyin’
Writer: 	    Casey Beathard / Kerry Kurt Phillips


D
I thought that was your voice,

and I thought that was my car.

No we ain’t never met before,

but I know who you are.
 	 G
You’re livin’ in my house, 

and I’m livin’ in a tent.
D
Don’t laugh this second job of mine 

is payin’ both our rents.
 	 A
You’re out here buyin’ happy meals 

and I’m eatin’ rice and pintos.
G 	  	  	  	     
If you so much as crack a smile man  
A
I’ll come through this here window. 

CHORUS
 	 G
Man you took my wife, 

and you took my kids
 	 D
And you took that life 

that I used to live.
A
My pride, the pool, the boat, my tools, 

my dreams, the dog, the cat
G
Yeah I think that’s everything. 

Oh yeah, I almost forgot
A 	  	           D
Do you want fries with that.



D
Yeah your ketchup’s in the bag, 

and her check is in the mail.

Now I hope your chicken’s raw inside, 

and I hope your bun is stale.
 	 G
Now I’m supposed to tell you please come back, 

but how ‘bout this instead
 	      D
I hope you both choke on a pickle, 

man that would tickle me to death.
A
I don’t know what you’re waitin’ on. 

You’re holdin’ up the line.
G 	  	  	  	  	   
No you ain’t got no change comin’ back. 
A
Are you out of your mind.

CHORUS X 2