Track Title:               Fill Her Up

Album Title:               Brand New Day
Prime Artist:              Sting        (Gordon Sumner)
Producer:                  Kipper
Producer:                  Sting        (Gordon Sumner)

Written by:                Sting        (Gordon Sumner)

Lyrics:
Mobil station where I stand
     This old gas pump in my hand
     My boss don't like me, got a face like a weasel
     Oil on my hands and the smell of diesel

     Here come a big shot from the city
     V8 engine, she runs so pretty
     'Fill her up son, unleaded
     I need a full tank a gas where I'm headed'

     Up in the front seat a pretty red head
     'We're going to Vegas we're gonna get wed'
     'So fill her up son, don't be staring
     That's a real diamond she be wearing'

     I'm gonna take my baby one day
     I'm gonna fill her up and head west
     I'm going find some money all right

     See those tail lights heading west
     I got no money to invest
     I got no prospects, or education
     I was lucky getting a job at this gas station

     That old cash box on the top shelf
     The boss is sleeping, I'll just help myself
     Let's consider this as just a loan
     I can sort it out later on the 'phone

     I'm gonna pick my girl up tonight
     I'm gonna fill her up and head west
     I'm gonna show her all the bright lights
     We're gonna say we lived 'for we come home

     And as I head through the woods on the way back
     The evening sun is slanting through the pine trees real pretty
     It's like I'm walked into a glade of heaven
     And there's music playing
     This money is cold in my hand
     And a voice somewhere is saying
     'Why would you wanna take that stolen thing
     And What real happiness can bring?'

     You're gonna fill her up with sadness
     You're gonna fill her up with shame
     You're gonna fill her up with sorrow
     Before she even takes your name
     You're gonna fill her up with madness
     You're gonna fill her up with blame
     You're gonna live with no tomorrow
     You're gonna fill her up with pain
     You're gonna fill her up with darkness
     You're gonna fill her up with night
     You gotta fill her up with Jesus
     You gotta fill her up with light

     You gotta fill her up with spirit
     You gotta fill her up with grace
     You gotta fill her up with heaven
     You got the rest of life to face

     You gotta fill her up the right way
     You gotta fill her up with care
     You gotta fill her up with babies
     You gotta fill her up and swear
     You're gonna love that girl forever
     You're gonna fill her up with life
     You're gonna be a loving husband
     She's gonna be your loving wife
     You gotta fill her up with gladness
     You gotta fill her up with joy
     You gotta fill her up with love
     You gotta fill her up with love


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