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I pushed the old ride to the pump The back of my car I had to hump The man wanted way too much money All I could offer was my daddy's honey A big fellow back in line He did decide to opine I drew back with anger and great force His old lady came out with a gun that would stop a horse She fired that fire-breathing dragon Trust me, noth'n about me was a lag'n She lit me up a time or two Along the way I threw a shoe The National Guard saw the commotion They laid down fire like a tube spitting lotion All was hit a huge fire ball ensued Now you know the gas station blues Copyright ©2008 Lowell Dean Dodson |