[Intro]
[Verse]
It s 3 A.M. here in Midtown West
It s Monday night so yah... I m drunk
My friends left the bar sorta early
And even though I m full of spirits
My spirit sorta sunk
Oh where do the lonely souls gooo
When they ain t got nowhere to be
Oh where do the lonely souls gooo
Regularly
[Chorus]
McDonalds at 3 A.M
I can see Time Square right across the street
McDonalds at 3 A.M
There s a Shake Shack too but it really can t compete
With ambience
(sniff)
And the smell
I ll take a Powerade or whatever s in the well
At McDonalds 3 A.M
[Verse 2]
White people problems are the stories of my life
I m running out of options cause my mom won t give me money
She said don t spend too much and she wants me to quit the theatre
Then we end the call with to grand ol I believe in you hunny
Oh where do the lonely souls gooo
To find someone who can understaaaaand
[Chorus 2]
McDonalds at 3 A.M
There s a pact we formed upon entering the joint
McDonalds at 3 A.M
It s a silent meal but i think that s the point
There s no confusion
There s no façade
There s no family member at all
At McDonalds at 3 A.M
[Bridge]
There s a man in a wheelchair who was askin for money on the street
He goes up to the counter but to get there he peddles with his feet
And I want to shout hypocrite you really don t deserve the time
But then I say to myself
Man, just give it a little time
Might not be so drastic
But it just might beee
In a couple of years
That man will be me
[Chorus 3]
McDonalds at 3 A.M
The homeless men order McFlurries
At McDonalds at 3 A.M
For a moment somehow I forget my worries
And I see a family and my heart warmed
There s a bond there no matter how deformed
At McDonalds at 3 A.M