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Trash Can Sinatras – No Gasoline lyrics
I fold and unfold it,
I rolled it and sold it
My hands turning blue with the cold
Well-fired at one end

And coo's-arsed the other
On Friday I met a girl,
On Friday I met a cowboy girl.

I stuck to her guns
As she showed me her circus
And asked me to stow away
The theater was empty

A pedestrian entry
The night they towed the shows away
Riding shotgun, I worked the waltzer
With diesel hair and petrol temper

No gasoline?
Syphon off rancid ritas
Another tortured weekend ahead.

I'm in, I'm in, amen
The beer tent was empty,
I sang "one for my baby",
But the bastard just closed the bar.

No dumbo above us, no whipcrack
Or sawdust-
And no more stars in these eyes

Billy smart,
He broke my heart
Now there's no magic in the mudflats.
No gasoline?

Syphon off rancid ritas
Took uppers and downers
And flying arounders

I've time to waste, cause mine's not money.
Another tortured weekend ahead
Amen.
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