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Wake Up Wendy | |||
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Music by Elton John Lyrics by Bernie Taupin Available on the album Chef Aid | |||
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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 | |||
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