The Great Filling Station Holdup

Jimmy Buffett

I pulled into the regular pump

I was feelin' quite at ease

I rolled down my window and told the man

"Fifty cents worth, please"

Then out jumped my partner

With his trusty pellet gun

He said, "Boy, this is a holdup

Keep pumpin' and don't run."

(Chorus)

And now I wish I was somewhere other than here

Down in some honky tonk, sippin; on a beer

Yes I wish I was somewhere other than here

Cause that great fillin' station holdup

Cost me two good years.

We got fifteen dollars and a can of STP

A big ole jar of cashew nuts and a Japanese TV

Feelin' we had pulled the biggest heist of our career

We're wanted men-we'll strike again!

But first let's have a beer.

(Chorus)

We were sittin' in the Krystal

About as drunk as we could be

In walked the deputy sheriff

He was holding our TV

He roughed us, then he cuffed us

And he took us off to jail

No picture on a poster, no reward, and no bail.

(Repeat chorus)

1973 Let There Be Music, Inc. (ASCAP)

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