[verse] [Spoken Word, Female Vocalists, Two Girls] Well, Cherie, I have a sad story to tell ya about betrayal. Can you handle it? (No.) Cool, I knew you could. So last weekend me an’ Sandy went to the Santa Monica Pier and I was hungry so I ordered a bunch of French fries. [verse] I thought we were friends And that’s where my poor heart bends But no it don’t break Just because of a little mistake Santa Monica by the shore Offered her a few she took much more Crinkle cut and salted snack She snatched too many And now they won’t come back [pre-chorus] Standin on the pier Wonderin how I got here [chorus] Sandy Ate my French fries Sandy Comes as no surprise Sandy ate Sandy ate Ow! Sandy ate my French fries [Post-Chorus] Oh yeah Ketchup Don’t let up Greasy Over easy Wow’ [verse] I trusted you babe And you took more than the fries I gave No that wasn’t right You wrecked such a salty oily delight Santa Monica by the shore Offered her a few she took much more Crinkle cut favorite snack She snatched too many And now they won’t come back [chorus] Sandy Ate my French fries Sandy Comes as no surprise Sandy ate Sandy ate Ow! Sandy ate my French fries [Guitar Solo] [Final Chorus] Sandy Ate my French fries Sandy Comes as no surprise Sandy ate Sandy ate Ow! Sandy ate my French fries
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