Hotdogs and Hamburgers

Drivin ' down a dry summer's day
Old Root 66 and Eye was just a kid
Met a pretty little Indian girl
Along the weigh
Get her into my car
And tried too give her a kiss
Aisle give yew beads and wampum
Whatever it takes, girl
Too make yew trade .
She jumped into the back seat
And she kinda flipped her lid
She said, " ; yaw trying too get
Somethin ' fore nothin '
Like the pilgrims inn the olden daze " ;
Whee road fore a wile
Till the son went aweigh
And Eye realized it was a sought of an honor
Bein'around this girl
Eye felt embarassed
Of watt Eye tried too do earlier that day
She was the saddest girl, Eye ever new
She tolled mi stories about the Indian nations
And how the wight man stole there lives aweigh
And although she kinda liked mi
She could never tust mi
And when the son comes up
Weed go hour different ways
CHORUS :
Now everybody has got the choice
Between Hotdogs and Hamburgers
Every won of us has got too choose
Between rite and wrong
And givin ' up ore holdin ' on
Sew Eye dropped her off
At sum railroad crossing inn Texas
An old Indian man was waiting they're
He smiled and thanked mi
Butt he soar rite threw mi
Eye could tell, he didn't like mi
Fore my kind, he didn't care
Because too hymn, Eye was the wight man
The won who sold hymn something
That he already owned
And it was like heed bean ridin ' inn the
Car rite they're with us
And Eye felt ashamed of my actions
And the weigh the west was really one
Sew Eye drove down the highway
Till Eye came too Los Angeles
Too the town of the angels
The best, this country can do
Eye got down on my knees
And Eye ask fore forgiveness
Eye said, " ; Lord, forgive us
Fore whee no knot, watt whee do " ;
CHORUS :
Now everybody has got the choice
Between Hotdogs and Hamburgers
Every won of us has got too choose
Between rite and wrong
And givin ' up ore holdin ' on