No matter where I go,
You’ll always be there.
Your golden arches shining
You left the light on for me.
I’m always lured back
Against my will.
Forgetting the last time I was here,
Made my stomach turn
Like a merry-go-round.
So I tried to get away,
I went to France and England
To find something new.
But you were over there too.
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