Eddie From Ohio - Joe's Gas lyrics

Jj looks down to the straight white Hash marks on the highway That preforate his own life From the nation His side of the cut is the Sentimental corner edge of town And everyday jj say I think i'm gonna get away I'm tired of tryin' To run my poppa's station Oh but the city limits Always seem to make him turn around So if you go driving through st martin's pa** Seems you've been driving a little too fast And when you find that your last tank won't last The price is still the same as joe's gas Jj gets to work by five in the morning Day after month after year Pump the petrol, full serve only Everytime the tire sounds the bell Jj's back at home by five in the evening With his wife his kids and his beer He'll say he likes his life But guaging by his eyes it's hard to tell Chorus Jj sits back underneath The shade of his awning Taking time to roll his own smokes Tourists stop and say how cute If jj had a gun he'd shoot Because he knows They've only stopped to rest Jj turns down mr nguyen's bid For his business He says thanks but no thanks I think i'm gonna stay A man who sells concessions Confections and protections Has to make his filling hole his nest Chorus