I pulled into the regular pump I was feelin' quite at ease I rolled down my window and told the man, 'Fifty cents worth please' Then out jumped my partner with his trusty pellet gun He said, 'Boy this is a holdup, keep 'a pumpin' and don't run' Chorus: And now I wish I was somewhere other than here Down in some honky tonk, sippin' on a beer Yes I wish I was somewhere other than here Because that great fillin' station holdup Cost me two good years We got fifteen dollars and a can of STP A big ol' jar of cashew nuts and a Japanese TV Feelin' we had pulled the biggest heist of our career We're wanted men, we'll strike again But first let's have a beer Chorus We were sittin' in the Crystal About as drunk as we could be In walks the deputy sheriff And he's holdin' our TV Roughed us then he cuffed us And he took us off to jail No pictures on a poster, no reward and no bail Chorus Yes that great fillin' station holdup It cost me two good years