I remember back in sixty-nine
Workin' double shifts 'neath that Flying A sign
Pumpin' gas for minimum wage
Red oil rag and a tire gauge
Every Friday night, they'd start racin' in
I'd fill 'em right up, they'd race away again
Miniskirt babes in the front seat
I was washin' every window just to get a peek
(Chorus):
I was
Pumpin' ethyl to beat the band
Pumpin' ethyl like a wild man
Pumpin' ethyl for half the night
Checkin' oil never felt so good
Later after work by the Tasty-Freeze
We would all get loaded and shoot the breeze
We were wild, we were out for fun
Raised a little hell but never hurt no one
Had a hot girl, her name was Ethel Ruth
Told her everything except the truth
But she didn't mind 'cause she liked my style
You could hear her singin' for a country mile
(Chorus):
I was
Pumpin' ethyl to beat the band
Pumpin' ethyl like a wild man
Pumpin' ethyl for half the night
Checkin' oil never felt so good
(Instrumental)
Time kept rollin' on and my hair turned grey
I get my gas now by the interstate
Just slide my card and take the receipt
Everything is handled so nice and neat
But there are some times I can't help but miss
The tilt-a-whirl thrill of a stolen kiss
Those good ol' days are good as gone
But the sweetness of their mem'ry still lingers on
(Chorus):
I was
Pumpin' ethyl to beat the band
Pumpin' ethyl like a wild man
Pumpin' ethyl for half the night
Checkin' oil never felt so good
(Chorus):
I was
Pumpin' ethyl to beat the band
Pumpin' ethyl like a wild man
Pumpin' ethyl for half the night
Checkin' oil never felt so good
