Fries

[Verse 1] In the culinary world, where taste reigns supreme, Golden fries hold sway without a doubt. On the plate, they gleam like treasures in the sun, Each one calling out: "Eat me, don't hesitate!" [Chorus] Fries and ketchup, a perfect duet, In every bite, joy awaits. The red of ketchup, like ripe raspberries, Dances on the fries, like sparks in a fire. ]Verse 2] Crunchy, warm, full of flavor, I dip them in ketchup, my favorite ritual. Like little boats on a crimson ocean, They sail to my mouth, fulfilling my culinary dreams. [Chorus] Fries and ketchup, a perfect duet, In every bite, joy awaits. The red of ketchup, like ripe raspberries, Dances on the fries, like sparks in a fire. [Bridge] Let the paper bag be my plate, Simplicity holds the key to happiness. This is a recipe for a moment of pleasure, Fries and ketchup, my symphony. [Chorus] Fries and ketchup, a perfect duet, In every bite, joy awaits. The red of ketchup, like ripe raspberries, Dances on the fries, like sparks in a fire. [Chorus] Fries and ketchup, a perfect duet, In every bite, joy awaits. The red of ketchup, like ripe raspberries, Dances on the fries, like sparks in a fire. [End] [Chorus] Fries and ketchup, a perfect duet, In every bite, joy awaits. The red of ketchup, like ripe raspberries, Dances on the fries, like sparks in a fire. [End]