We're sitting in the back of a cab in the drive through Pushing on the bu*tons but the debit won't go through Why can't I have a little A&W? Oh my God I'm coming undone But I can smell the food but it ain't mine I enter in the pin but the card's declined Up on the front with the meter flying Oh my God I'm coming undone I was in a bar downtown trying to get my head right, trying to get my head right I am going home wishing you a good night, wishing you a good night Well, me and the cabby, we were friends Til we came to the drive through but here it ends Unless the Scotia Bank makes amends Oh my God I'm hungry too Just a teen burger and a sack of fries I can't take their staring eyes Maybe on the seventh try Oh my God I've come undone I was in a bar downtown trying to get my head right, trying to get my head right I am going home wishing you a good night, wishing you a good night I was in a bar downtown trying to get my head right, trying to get my head right I am going home wishing you a good night, wishing you a good night