Mobil station
Where I stand
This old gas pump
In my hand
My boss don ' t like me,
A face like a weasel
Oil on my hands
And the smell of diesel
Here comes a big shot
From the city
V8 engine,
She runs so pretty
' Fill her up son, 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 staring
Yep that ' s a real diamond
She be wearing . '
I' m gonna take
My baby one day
I' m gonna fill her
Up and head west
I' m going find some
Money all right .
See those tail lights
Heading west
I got no money to invest
Got no prospects,
No education
I was lucky getting a job
At this gas station
That old cash box
On the top shelf
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 her up
And head west
I' m gonna show her
All the bright lights
We ' re gonna say we lived
' For 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
This money is cold in my
Hand, and a voice
Somewhere is saying
' Why would you wanna
Take that stolen thing
And what real happiness
Can it bring?
You ' re gonna fill her
Up with sadness
You ' re gonna fill her
Up with shame
You ' re gonna fill her
Up with sorrow
Before she even
Takes your name
You ' re gonna fill her
Up with madness
You ' re gonna fill her
Up with blame
You ' re gonna live
With no tomorrow
You ' re gonna fill her
Up with pain
You ' re gonna fill her
Up with darkness
You ' re gonna fill her
Up with night
You gotta fill her
Up with Jesus
You gotta fill her
Up with light
You gotta fill her
Up with spirit
You gotta fill her
Up with grace
You gotta fill her
Up with heaven
You got the rest
Of life to face
You gotta fill her
Up the right way
You gotta fill her
Up with care
You gotta fill her
Up with babies
You gotta fill her
Up and swear
You ' re gonna love
That girl forever
You ' re gonna fill her
Up for life
You ' re gonna be
A loving husband
She ' s gonna be
Your loving wife
You 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 love .
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