Intro:  G  D  A  D 
 
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I pulled into the regular pump 
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I was feelin' quite at ease 
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I rolled down my window and told the man, "Fifty cents worth please" 
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Then out jumped my partner with his trusty pellet gun 
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He said, "Boy, this is a holdup, keep 'a pumpin' and don't run" 
 
Chorus: 
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     And now I wish I was somewhere other than here 
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     Down in some honky tonk, sippin' on a beer 
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     Yes I wish I was somewhere other than here 
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     Cause that great fillin' station holdup 
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     Cost me two good years