Down to Wendy's hell,
We go down town to...
Wendy's hell,
Down we go!
Work our asses off,
Don't ever get a break,
Pink slips are candy.
Always rush rush,
In the drive through,
At Wendy's hell.
Grease smoke through the air,
Where we cater to a million jerks,
Where the food is slop,
Where college guys flert.
Down to Wendy's hell,
We go down town to...
Wendy's hell,
Down we go!
Wendy's hell
(Wendy's hell)
Wendy's
Oh my god it's a drag,
Wendy's
Begging please kill me now!
Want to get out of there,
Got to get out of there,
Out of Wendy's hell.
(Wendy's hell)
Down to Wendy's hell,
We go down town to...
Wendy's hell,
Down we go!
Where relationships are burned like frys,
Where you can't even take a breath!
Someone has to get us out of here,
Oh please get us out
Out of Wendy's hell.
Down to Wendy's hell,
We go down town to...
Wendy's hell,
Down we go!
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