Elton John Wake Up Wendy
Got this bug-eyed girl
Cold hand on my knee
Frozen teeth, chitter chatter
She's dresed up like a cemetary, like a cemetary
Snow-bound all winter
Blue lips on my cheek
Little tongue's prattlin', rattlin'
Talking 'bout them hometown geeks, them home-town geeks
Wake up Wendy, smell the coffee
Help me into your custom kitchen
Gimme a cup of that old black magic
I wanna get me some of that old home cookin'
Can you feel it
It's chilly and a-freezin'
Wake up Wendy, moods are changing
I got a reason, you got a feeling
Wake up Wendy, love's in season
Feels like a steam clean
When she washes me
Valves a-bustin', pumps a-hissin'
Just peel me off the ceiling, off the ceiling
Chill-eyed, bug-eyed girl
Zap me into cinders
Pop the thermal mumbo jumbo
Melt me with your little fingers, with your little fingers
Wake up Wendy, smell the coffee
Help me into your custom kitchen
Gimme a cup of that old black magic
I wanna get me some of that old home cookin'
Can you feel it
It's chilly and a-freezin'
Wake up Wendy, moods are changing
I got a reason, you got a feeling
Wake up Wendy, love's in season x3
