Mobil Blues

Mobil blues look
Good on you
Oil stains your
Face has aged
Pocket books and
Cigarettes
Credit cards and
Soda sips

Bathroom keys sticks and bats
Good Year tires little threats

Daycare station chips and nuts
Grandpa's blind while my cousin sweats

Grandma slang, Cowboy Jess
Cuss words at Whisky breath

Mouth of pain, scent aftershave
Days well spent, gamble rent

Day aye aye aye
Day aye aye aye

This was my station

The horse race fame, the purse is kept
Pick 6 Heaven, new Cadillac
On Cassidy, Anna swept
Kitchen clean, new government

Decades gone, cancer sent
A kiss goodbye, love still is kept
Cause Oceanside was such a dive
But Mobil blues look good on you

Day aye aye aye
Day aye aye aye

This was my station

I can't stress
Anymore about
I can't stress
Anymore about

This was my station



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Michael Lang, Eric Schneider, Gregory Darryn Kellogg, Salvador Russo, Tyler Pinto
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