Service Station Lady chords by Tim Wilson

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Verse 1
G 
 (G major) You can't find a mechanic
in a service station anymore.
You remember back in the 70s,
early 80s,
you could pull into a service station
and a little greasy guy would walk out and go,
check that oil for you?
No, get away from my car!
Well he did.
I don't know where he went,
but his ass is gone.
You can break down out here on 65,
Em 
G 
push  (E minor) your car to wherever the hell it  (G major) goes,
get it up an exit ramp,
see that BP station down
there in the darkness.
That glimmering ray of hope.
Roll your car down there,
do you get a mechanic?
No. What do you get?
You get a fat lady selling Cheetos,
won't open the damn door
for you.
That's what you get.
I'm sorry, sir,
I just cannot open this door
after 12 o 'clock.
Even if this thing catches on fire,
I'll just have to sit here and burn.
Well, you're made out of glass and aluminum,
'am,
but I think I can get that fire hot enough
to get you to open that damn door
over there.
They won't let you use the phone.
You can't use our phone, sir.
It's a private phone.
We have a bank phone,
but it's broke.
Great, well, I guess, man,
you're just gonna have to get married then,
ma 'am,
because I ain't going no damn where.
Why don't you get on your phone,
call your mama,
get some bridesmaids
sent over.
They won't let you in after 12
where you'll knock them in the head.
So they put everything
in that drawer.
I despise that drawer.
Am 
G 
I can put  (A minor) whatever you want in the  (G major) drawer,
sir.
How about you put that damn
phone
in the drawer, man?
Can you get 14 gallons
of antifreeze
through this drawer?
How about you pour it in the
drawer
and I'll siphon it into the car?
Work with me mouth.
I can't knock you in the head.
I don't have anything to get away in.
Pay before your punk
gets on my nerves.
G 
 (G major) I got cars on both bumpers.
Suddenly,
I'm Fred Flintstone.
Gonna pick my car up, move it over.
G 
Yeah, I went to  (G major) four years of
college
where I go to prison
over ten dollars worth of gasoline.
Yeah, that's me.
G 
This is the  (G major) crime I've been planning.
G 
 (G major) If I go to jail it'll be over 98 octane,
I'll tell you that.