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Dire Straits
Dire Straits


Background information
Origin Newcastle, England
Genre(s) Rock
Roots Rock
Years active 1977—1995
Label(s) Vertigo Records
Phonogram Records
Associated acts Sting
The Notting Hillbillies
Michael Brecker
Former members
Mark Knopfler
John Illsley
Alan Clark
Guy Fletcher
David Knopfler
Hal Lindes
Terry Williams
Jack Sonni
Pick Withers



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Dire Straits Lyrics

"Boom, Like That" lyrics


I'm going to San Bernardino, ring-a-ding-ding
Milkshake mixers, that's my thing now
These guys bought a heap of my stuff
And I gotta see a good thing sure enough

Or my name's not Kroc, that's Kroc with a K
Like crocodile but not spelled that way
It's dog eat dog, rat eat rat
Kroc style - Boom, like that!

The folks line up all down the street
Now I'm seeing this girl devour her meat now
And then I get it wham as clear as day
My pulse begins to hammer and I hear a voice say

These boys have got this down
Oughta be one of these in every town
These boys have got the touch
It's clean as a whistle and it don't cost much
Wham bam don't wait long
Shake, fries, patty you're gone
How about that friendly name, heck
Every little thing oughta stay the same

Or my name's not Kroc, that's Kroc with a K
Like crocodile but not spelt that way now
It's dog eat dog, rat eat rat
Dog eat dog, rat eat rat now
Oh it's dog eat dog, rat eat rat
Kroc style - Boom, like that!

You gentlemen ought to expand
You're gonna need a helping hand now
So gentlemen, well, what about me?
We'll make a little business history now

Or my name's not Kroc, call me Ray
Like crocodile, but not spelt that way now
It's dog eat dog, rat eat rat
Kroc style - Boom, like that!

Well, we'll build it up, and I'll buy him out
The man they made me grind it out now
They open up a new place flippin' meat
So I do too, right across the street

I got the name, I need the town
They sell up in the end and it all shuts down
Sometimes you gotta be an S.O.B.
You wanna make a dream reality
Competition? Send 'em south
They're gonna drown, put a hose in their mouth
Do not pass go go straight to hell
I smell that meat hook smell

Or my name's not Kroc, that's Kroc with a K
Like crocodile, but not spelt that way now
Oh it's dog eat dog, rat eat rat
Dog eat dog, rat eat rat now
Oh it's dog eat dog, rat eat rat
Kroc style - Boom, like that!

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