Get out that bed And put some weight on the ground Clear up these things lying everywhere I know you feel like a drive-thru man Exposed and uncovered Like a blue-bell in the wood When the snow is on the ground Then go to the mirror And put your make-up on It'll only stay for a little while I know you feel like a drive-thru man Inside you're dying But you can't keep from crying Like a wild east wind When the snow is on the ground
Your body was made for the purpose of loving And now love is gone he's going what he can Nobody said it was gonna be fair So lord hear the payer Of a drive-thru man Then what of the day Can't you even take a look outside It wouldn't k** you to lift that blind I know you feel like a drive-thru man Exposed and uncovered Like a blue-bell in the wood When the snow is on the ground Like a wild east wind Is the drive-thru man