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 fingersTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
