I Love Hamburgers

You asked me to write you a song
Just like the radio plays all day long
About how I love you more with each beat of my heart
And don’t know where you end and I start
Now I love you dearly; don’t get me wrong
But that’s just not my kind of song

I love you more than Spiderman,
Kung Fu Movies, and Breaking Bad
I love you more than hamburgers
And I love hamburgers!

I can tell from the tears in your eyes
You had no idea I was such a romantic guy
Suddenly you’ve got your coat and say you’ve got to go
But wait, not before I’m sure you know:

I love you more than old guitars,
Planet Of The Apes, and Baseball Cards
I love you more than hamburgers
And I love hamburgers!

Now it’s been a month; you don’t return my calls
Facebook says you’re single; I read the writing on the wall
What ever happened? Was it something that I sang?
At least I’m not alone; I’m such a lucky man.

Because I’ve still got Spiderman,
Kung Fu Movies, and Breaking Bad
I’ve still got hamburgers
And I love hamburgers!