The Extraordinaires
Текст песни Wendy

Dear Wendy, oh Wendy, you've singled me out
I stood at your window 'till you knocked me down
I've got money with your face and your name on it, too
For me to get some food, just tell me what I must do

"You can't order here, Sir," you said to me
"This is a drive-thru, and you're standing on your feet."

But I'm hungry, and that's all you have to know 'cause
I can't be empty-handed - no, I can't be empty handed when I go home

Dear Wendy, oh Wendy, ignore me if you like
You don't have to respect a man who's riding on his bike
Talk to me, talk to me, don't shut me out for good
At least let me be treated like a normal person should

It's a shame you have no hospitality, and you are
Blind to what it is that I need
You're a whore and that's all you have to know
There will be some random drunk guy waiting for you when
You get home