Тексты песни «Fill Her Up»

my baby told me she would meet me on the street stood behind a lamppost, I could only see her feet now I'm not one to grumble, don't want to be a bore but that silly bitch Jane Fonda's got a lot to answer for told the...

my baby told me she would meet me on the street stood behind a lamppost, I could only see her feet now I'm not one to grumble, don't want to be a bore but that silly bitch Jane Fonda's got a lot to answer for told the...

Mobile station, Where I stand This old gas pump In my hand. The Boss don't like me Face like a weasel, All on my hands The smell of diesel. Here comes the big shot, Here he comes! From the city. God Damn! A V-8...

I raise a glass to you I fill her up for you I'll buy the drinks And we will sink a few tonight I'd give my arm for you I'll even fight for you I'll buy the drinks And we will slip into the night Into the night Into the...

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...

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...

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...