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Well, interstate 80, we was cuttin` the fog Just me an` old sloan (old sloan`s my dog) We had an eighteen-wheeler with ten on the floor and stereo layin` a strip Now we spied a sign, says `eat gas now` We decided to whip in and pick up some chow At the old home filler-up an` keep on a-truckin` cafe
[chorus] Oh, the old home filler-up an` keep on a-truckin` Oh, the old home filler-up an` keep on a-truckin` (a-lookin` for mavis) Oh, the old home filler-up an` keep on a-truckin` cafe
Now we`ve been every place between here and south sioux And we`ve seen us a truck-stop waitress or two But this gal`s built like a burlap bag full of bobcats: She`s got it to-gether
Well, she filled my tank; i said `thank you, honey.` Her name was mavis, i gave her the money Old sloan just set there, watchin` and waggin` and wishin`. I says, `you wait in the truck, boy.`
Then i went inside. she says, `what`ll it be?` I says `a cup of your best and a number three.` She come back with an order to go and a quart of hot c and a bone for sloan. I said, `much obliged`; old sloan gave a bark I left her a buck and he left his heart At the old home filler-up an` keep on a-truckin` cafe
[chorus] Oh, the old home filler-up an` keep on a-truckin` Oh, the old home filler-up an` keep on a-truckin` Oh, the old home filler-up an` keep on a-truckin` cafe
Well, saturday night we was truckin` along Yeah, me and old sloan was a-gettin` it on I said, `sloan, i`ve been thinkin` on a-gettin` up my courage, and tonight`s the night`