Out In The Parking Lot

I was sitting on the fender
 Of someone else's truck
 Drinking Old Crow whiskey, hot 7-up
 Out in the parking lot
 You can hear the band
 Playing right through the wall
 Ain't no cover charge
 There ain't no last call
 Out in the parking lot
 Now there's a couple of cowpoxes
 Putting up there dukes
 Wasn't much to it after
 Both of them puked
 Out in the parking lot
 Now someone called the police
 And the police finally came
 And they wrote them a couple of tickets
 And they took a couple of names
 Out in the parking lot
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 Ops, there's a couple
 Who could not wait to get home
 They're probably in love
 So let's leave them alone
 Out in the parking lot
 The band is on the bus
 They're all loaded up to leave
 But the drummer's got a girlfriend
 And she's tugging at his sleeve
 Out in the parking lot
 I love to see the neon dancing on the gravel
 I love to hear the pick-up trucks come unravelled
 And some have given up, some have given in
 Looks like everybody's looking for a friend
 Everybody's gone
 They have shut out all the lights
 The dust begins to settle
 And it's never been so quiet
 Out in the parking lot