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Got this bug-eyed girl, cold hand on my knee..
Frozen teeth, chitter-chatter
Dressed up like a Cemetary, Like a Cemetary..
Snow Bound all winter, blue lips on my cheek..
Little tongues prowling round
And talking 'bout them hometown hicks
them hometown hicks..
Wake up Wendy! Smell the coffee
Help me into your cuddlesome kitchen..
Gimme a cup, of that ol' black magic
I wanna get me some of that ol' home cooking..
Can you feel it? Still is it freezing?
Wake up Wendy! Moods are changing
I've got a reason, you've got a feeling
Wake up Wendy, Love's in Season.
Feels like a Steam Clean, when she washes me..
Valves a-busting, pumps a-hissing
Just Peel me off the Ceiling, off the Ceiling..
Chill out, bug-eyed girl, zap me into cinders..
Up the thermal Mumbo-Jumbo
Melt me with your little love-fingers
your little love-fingers..
Wake up Wendy! Smell the coffee
Help me into your cuddlesome kitchen..
Gimme a cup, of that ol' black magic
I wanna get me some of that ol' home cooking..
Can you feel it? Still is it freezing?
Wake up Wendy! Moods are changing
I've got a reason, you've got a feeling
Wake up Wendy, Love's in Season.