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Mobile station,Where I standThis old gas pumpIn my hand.The boss dont like meFace like a weasel,All on my handsThe smell of diesel.Here comes the big shot,Here he comes!From the city.God damn!A v-8 engineShe runs so pretty.Woo!Fill er up sonWith unleaded.I need a full tank of gasWhere Im headedUp in the front seatA pretty red head,Were going to vegasWere gonna get wedSo fill her up son!Dont be starin!Yeah thats a real diamond she be wearin.Im gonna treat my baby one day.Im gonna fill her up and head out west.Im gonna find some money alright. yeahThats it.See those tail lights headed westI got no moneyTo investI got no prospectsOr educationI was lucky to get the job at this gas stationThat old cash boxThat old cash boxOn the top shelfOn the top shelfThe boss is sleepingThe boss is sleepingIll just help myselfLets consider thisAs just a loanI can sort it out later on the phoneIm gonna pick my girl up tonightIm gonna fill er up and head westIm gonna show her all the bright lightsWere gonna say we lived fore we come homeAnd as I head through the woods on the way backThe evening sun is slanting through the pine trees real prettyIts like I walked into a glade of heavenAnd theres music playingAnd this money is cold in my hand and voice somewhere says:why were you going to take that stolen thing?What real happiness can it bring?Ahhh ohhhh ahhhh ohhhhAhhhohhhh......ohhhhYoure gonna fill her up with sadnessYoure gonna fill her up with shameYoure gonna fill her up with sorrow before she even takes your nameYoure gonna fill her up with madnessYoure gonna fill her up with painYoure gonna live with no tommorowYoure gonna fill her up with hateYoure gonna fill her up darknessYoure gonna fill her up with lightYou gotta fill her up with jesus!You gotta fill her up with light!You gotta fill her up with spirit! fill her up!Youve gotta fill her up with faithYou gotta fill her up with heaven!Youve got the rest of life to faceYouve gotta fill her up right awayYouve gotta fill her up with faithYouve gotta fill her up with babies(? !!? )Youve gotta fill her up with this wayYoure gonna love that girl foreverYour gonna fill her up for lifeYoure gonna be her loving husbandShe gonna be your loving wifeYouve gotta fill her up with gladness.You gotta fill her up with joy!You gotta fill her up with love, you gotta fill her up with loveYou gotta fill her up with love
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