Tony’s Tank-Up, Drive-In Cafe

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Well the smoke in here is like the L.A. smog And the jukebox is ten years old They got a pinball machine that pays off in nickels And the folks are saying down with the rock and roll [Verse 2] A pitcher of beer only costs you a dollar Deviled eggs and the pickles are free And on Saturday night when they get it all right It's home sweet home to me [Verse 3] They got a bouncer that boxed in the Golden Gloves So you hardly ever see a fight They got a cocktail waitress that could be in the moviеs And be in front of the family evеry Monday night [Verse 4] It's the swingiest joint from L.A. to Vegas If you're ever there you'll agree It's called Tony's Tank Up Drive In Cafe It's home sweet home to me [Verse 5] Now Tony's got a scar over his left eye That he didn't get in Sunday School There's a room in the back for the local hustlers Who's only source of income is shooting pool [Verse 6] I highly recommend it to the rich or poor If excitement is your cup of tea Go to Tony's Tank Up Drive In Cafe And have yourself a drink on me (Have a drink have a drink on me) [Verse 7] They got a lovers special that's free with a fill up And all the latest eight track tapes Free showers and towels and bunks for over nighters And a doll making a wake up calls from six to eight [Verse 8] You name it they got it if they don't they'll get it If it falls between A and Z That's Tony's Tank Up Drive In Café A place that means the world to me Go to Tony's Tank Up Drive In Cafe And have yourself a drink on me (Have a drink have a drink on me)