I work at the big star on old 405

I make 6 bucks a 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 student in school

But this life tought me lessons

That made me no fool

Oh my mom and dad raised me by that golden rule

In a world that gets ruthless

A world that gets cruel



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Fill'er up

Let me check you oil sir

Cash your card

Let me get you 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

Trying to open some doors



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Well thats enough crying

Over used to be's

Got to write me some songs

Get that girl back to me

I'm a man with conviction

I'vv got things to do

When that sun starts rising

My night shifts are through



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I work at the big star on old 405