And plan the weekend accordingly. The heat rises in waves mixed with the petro fumes and plays. Tricks on my tired eyes and exhausted mind. It looks like a lake or watering hole as I wait in line. An unlikely crowd with suspicious eyes take turns like the beast out on the plains of the place this music got it's name.
Mustangs drink like zebras as a cougar inches closer from behind.
Sunbird has a fan belt that cries as an impala cuts in line . And a Thunder bird flies away knocking over a NAPA sign. Then my turn which is fine the song now in my mind I fill and pay. I'm on my way to you . As I pull into the drive from my exhotic ride I see you waiting there for me.