Back To Index Sting"Fill Her Up" Mobile station, Where I stand This old gas pump In my hand. The Boss don't like me Face like a weasel, All on my hands The smell of diesel. Here comes the big shot, Here he comes! From the city. God Damn! A V-8 engine She runs so pretty. Woo! Fill 'er up son With unleaded. I need a full tank of gas where I'm headed Up in the front seat A pretty red head, We're going to Vegas We're gonna get wed So fill her up son! Don't be starin'! Yeah that's a real diamond she be wearin'. I'm gonna treat my baby one day. I'm gonna fill her up and head out West. I'm gonna find some money alright. Yeah That's it. See those tail lights headed West I got no money to invest I got no prospects or education I was lucky to get the job at this gas station That old cash box That old cash box On the top shelf On the top shelf The boss is sleeping The boss is sleeping I'll just help myself Let's consider this as just a loan I can sort it out later on the phone I'm gonna pick my girl up tonight I'm gonna fill 'er up and head west I'm gonna show her all the bright lights We're gonna say we lived 'fore we come home And as I head through the woods on the way back The evening sun is slanting through the pine trees real pretty it's like i walked into a glade of heaven and there's music playing and this money is cold in my hand and voice somewhere says: |
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