Wake Up Wendy

Elton John

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