Fast Food Gigolo

He doesn't need a menu
He's ordered it before
A slice of pie
A piece of meat
Always on the score

Who needs discretion?
When there’s so much selection?
So what’s a little heart burn
It’ll go away, no concern

Ah, the fast food mentality
It’s fairly cheap
Hell, sometimes free!
Easy to eat and throw away
The drive-thru opens every day

It must be so sublime
To have a guilt free mind
That makes everything taste fine
And hardly waste a dime

So how do you know
Who’s a Fast Food Gigolo?
Sometimes they’re hard to spot
But experience can help a lot
I wish I could follow
my own advice
Skip burgers and shakes
And try caviar on ice