Chick-Fil-a (But It's Sunday)

Chick-fil-A, I want you, I need you, but it's Sunday

Chick-fil-A, I want you, and I need you, but it's Sunday

Chick-fil-A, you're the love of my life (of my life)

If it were legal, I'd make you my wife (just say I do)

You serve the best chicken and waffle fries

Give me that number two, I mean number five

Would I like a sandwich? Nah, make it a meal

I broke my piggy bank, so I'ma keep it real

At the register, I'm balling, my order you're cooking

My drink, I am sipping, my name, you are calling

Everything I say, you respond with my pleasure (my pleasure)

I sit in the booth chowing down at my leisure (yum, yum)

But you're closed when I need you real bad

So I'm stuck at my house feeling nothin' but sad, singing

Chick-fil-A, I want you, I need you, but it's Sunday

Chick-fil-A, I want you, I need you, but it's Sunday

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday

Friday, Saturday, withdrawals on the Lord's day (hallelujah)

Chick-fil-A, you are better than Zaxby's (what?)

Popeye's, Church's, Bojangles, KFC (ay)

Give me that number one, I mean number four (wait)

If I'm done and hungry, I'll come and order more (more)

All your milkshakes are so pretty

I OD on minis and refill my sweet tea (yup)

You got everything that I want, everything that I need

Chick-fil-A sauce so good like it was made by G-O-D

You the best restaurant in the world

If it were legal, I'd make you my girl

I walk into church craving you for my breakfast (amen)

December 25th, you the top of my wish list (jingle bells)

But you're closed 10 p.m. Saturday

So I'll drink my own tears 'til 6 a.m. Monday (singing)

Chick-fil-A, I want you, and I need you, but it's Sunday

Chick-fil-A, I want you, and I need you, but it's Sunday

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday

Friday, Saturday, I'm going to Chick-fil-A

Birthday, holiday, vacay, anniversary

Snow day, sick day, I'm going to Chick-fil-A

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday