Big Star

I work at the Bg Star on old 405
I make six bucks an hour
And I work steady nights
Well it might not be much but it's all that i need
In that little glass booth
In that highway to dreams
I was not that good of a stdent in school
But this life taught me lessons that made me no fool
My mom and dad raised me by that golden rule
In a world that gets ruthless
A wrlsd that getas cruel
Fill'er up
Let me check your ol sir
Cash or card? And let me get your change
Just turn right when you see that big church sign
Just go straight and you'll be on your way
I had me a girl once and my ring she wore
But her father said she could not see me no more
Oh i know it'd be different if I weren't so poor
So I'm writing these songs
Tryin' to open some doors
Fill'er up
let me check your ol sir
cash or card? And let me get your change
Just turn right when you see that big church sign
Just go straight, and you'll be on your way
Well that's enough cryin' over used to be's
Got to write these songs
Get that girl back to me
I'm a man with conviction
I've got things to do
When that sun starts a'risin'
Oh when that sun starts a'risin'
My night shifts are through
Fill'er up
Let me check your ol sir
cash or card? And let me get your change
Just turn right when you see that big church sign
Just go straight, and you'll be on your way
Just go straight and you'll be on your way
I work at the Big Star on old 405...