Mobil station where I stand This old gas pump in my hand My boss don't like me, got a face like a weasel Oil on my hands and the smell of diesel Here come a big shot from the city V8 engine, she runs so pretty 'Fill her up son, unleaded I need a full tank a 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 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 I got no prospects, or 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'm 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 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 with 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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