Lyrics

Get me, get me out Out of this parking lot Get me, get me out Nineteen, so mean Lips that sting like Queen Frostine She's got an icy disposition Looked back, told me She was smoking carbon black I said I'll see you in the green room I need, a lead To get me back on the track That I'm banking on If I unwind I might just fall apart I might just fall for this place Get me, get me out Out of this parking lot Get me, get me out A stray, no pay A voice like Marvin Gaye He's kicking pebbles on his gravestone Looked up, and prayed That I would fill his cup But I don't get paid until next Tuesday I need, a lead To get me back on the track That I'm banking on If I unwind I might just fall apart I might just fall for this place Get me, get me out Out of this parking lot Get me, get me out Get me, get me out Out of this parking lot