Junk Food Qween

Verse 1
I see you starin' at the golden arches, gleamin' in the night
Your stomach's screamin', got you hypnotized by that neon light
You push the pedal, order a double with some extra cheese

The bag is greasy, the fries are salty, the soda's super-sweet, the soda's super-sweet
A temporary victory, a toxic little treat

You take a bite, it's paradise, you feel the salty crunch
But later comes the slump, that after-lunch sugar punch, yeah!

Chorus
They call me the Junk Food Qween, that's my title, my decree
From the cheesy pizza slice to the sugary sweet tea
It's a beautiful disaster, a delicious, guilty crime
I'm lovin' it today, but I'll be payin' next time!
(Yeah!) Payin' next time!
(Uh-huh!) Payin' next time!

Verse 2
Doctor man talkin' 'bout my cholesterol and pressure
But your advice can't measure to this addictive pleasure
I'm in a complex relationship with my frozen dinner
A certified loser, but man, I feel a winner!
The neon signs are callin' my name, I can't refuse
I'm caught up in the flavor, I'm singin' the junk food blues
It's a rollercoaster ride for my poor, tortured gut
From the heavenly first bite to the stomach door that's shut… word!

Chorus
They call me the Junk Food Qween, that's my title, my decree
From the cheesy pizza slice to the sugary sweet tea
It's a beautiful disaster, a delicious, guilty crime
I'm lovin' it today, but I'll be payin' next time!