Where Do The Lonely Souls Go

E D A C

B                     A
 It's 3 A.M. here in Midtown West
       B                           A
 It's Monday night so yah... I'm drunk
B                     A
 My friends left the bar sorta early
     B
 And even though I'm full of spirits
      A
 My spirit sorta sunk
     C#m                       F#
Oh where do the lonely souls gooo
      Am                        E
When they ain't got nowhere to be
     C#m                       F#
Oh where do the lonely souls gooo
 Am
Regularly

   E            G#m
McDonalds at 3 A.M
         G                                F#m
I can see Time Square right across the street
   E            G#m
McDonalds at 3 A.M
            G                                    F#m
There's a Shake Shack too but it really can't compete
      D
With ambience
(sniff)
         C#m
And the smell
             D                            G#m
I'll take a Powerade or whatever's in the well
      C      B   E
At McDonalds 3 A.M
E D A C

B                                A
 White people problems are the stories of my life
      B                               A
 I'm running out of options cause my mom won't give me money
      B                                        A
 She said don't spend too much and she wants me to quit the theatre
          B                                  A
 Then we end the call with to grand ol' I believe in you hunny
     C#m                      F#
Oh where do the lonely souls gooo
            A                   Bbm B
To find someone who can understaaaaand

   E            G#m
McDonalds at 3 A.M
           G                                F#m
There's a pact we formed upon entering the joint
   E            G#m
McDonalds at 3 A.M
        G                                  F#m
It's a silent meal but i think that's the point
               D
There's no confusion
             C#m
There's no façade
            D               C#m
There's no family member at all
      C         B   E
At McDonalds at 3 A.M

           F#m                         B         A              E
There's a man in a wheelchair who was askin for money on the street
        F#m                       B            A                E
He goes up to the counter but to get there he peddles with his feet
               F#m                 B              A         E
And I want to shout hypocrite you really don't deserve the time
            F#m
But then I say to myself
    B      A              C#m
Man, just give it a little time
                  A
Might not be so drastic
                   C#m
But it just might beee
                F#
In a couple of years
      A          E
That man will be me

   E            G#m
McDonalds at 3 A.M
     G                     F#m
The homeless men order McFlurries
   E            G#m
At McDonalds at 3 A.M
       G                          F#m
For a moment somehow I forget my worries
             D                   C#m
And I see a family and my heart warmed
           D                          C#m
There's a bond there no matter how deformed
      C     B       E
At McDonalds at 3 A.M

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