Queen Of The Gas Station

Gimme coffee, king-size cup
Come on, kitty cat, fill her up
"What's your name, little buttercup?"
That's for me to know and you to make up
Love casinos, Indian reservations
But, baby, if you love me
Take me to the gas station
Gas station
Look at you smoking in them neon lights
Under the thunder, yo, you look so nice
Make me wonder how you spend them nights
Me, I spend them lookin' for men I like
Like you, like you, like you
Love casinos, Indian reservations
But, baby, if you love me
Take me to the gas station
Take me to the gas station
Gimme coffee, Utah love
I'm the kind of girl you dream of
And I'm tryna tell you what I dream of
And that's gas stations
With Slurpee machines and organs playin'
Preferably with smoking inside, if you can swing it
(Swing it, swing it, swing it)
And I'd be real pleased
If we could find one just like it
Again, again, again
Again, again, again
Again, again, again
Again, again
Love casinos, Indian reservations
But, baby, if you love me
Take me to the gas station
Gas station
Gas station, gas station, gas station
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah