"The Great Filling Station Holdup" lyrics

I pulled into the regular pump
I was feeling quite at ease
I rolled down my window and told the man
"Fifty-cents worth, please"
Then out jumped my partner
With his trusty pellet gun
He said, "Boy, this is a holdup
Keep pumping and don't run."

And now I wish I was somewhere other than here
Down in some honky tonk, sipping on a beer
Yes, I wish I was somewhere other than here
'Cause that great filling-station holdup
Cost me two good years

We got fifteen dollars and a can of STP
A big ole jar of cashew nuts and a Japanese TV
Feeling we had pulled the biggest heist of our career
We're wanted men
We'll strike again!
But first let's have a beer

And now I wish I was somewhere other than here
Down in some honky tonk, sipping on a beer
Yes, I wish I was somewhere other than here
'Cause that great filling-station holdup
Cost me two good years

We were sitting in the Krystal
About as drunk as we could be
In walked the deputy sheriff
He was holding our TV
He roughed us
Then he cuffed us
And he took us off to jail
No picture on a poster, no reward, and no bail

And now I wish I was somewhere other than here
Down in some honky tonk, sipping on a beer
Yes, I wish I was somewhere other than here
'Cause that great filling-station holdup
Cost me two good years