Here come Johnny

Here come Johnny serving hot dogs, burgers,
He's got the fryer at his fingertips,
Here come Johnny saying, I gotta pita,
Fills it with doner and a side of chips.
He's got the cola, he's got the shandy,
Three fifty for the burger, please,
Brown sauce and ketchup if the bottle's handy,
50p for the extra cheese.
And after all the drinking and the nightclubs,
There's a place to calm your stomach from its strife:
He do the van.
He do the van of life.