Lyrics

Well, 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 a’pumpin’ and don’t run

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 year

Well, 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
Now We’re wanted men-we’ll strike again!
But first let’s have a beer

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 year

We were sittin’ on the Barstool
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 we where off to jail
No pictures on a poster, no reward, and no bail

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 year