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 kill 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