Fraulein (Live at Kent Kove)

Well my fraulein done told me

When I was in goosesteps.

She said I would gas them

And now I'm a big man

Filling up autos

That beep at me often

I drop what I'm doing

And wait on them cheerfullv

Some choose the big pump

And other's the small

It's a small small world

And I hear 'dem autos call

Well I'm a big time pumper

And I pump'em full of my gas

And if you give me static

I'll tell ya blow it up your ass

My station is pretty

I keep it in top shape

The customers dig me

'cause I got the answers

To all of their auto needs

I fix 'em up often

And relieve their tension

'cause no one wants an auto

That threatens to lose it

The auto's come crawlin'

Into my station

They beep at me always

I stop what I'm doing

And greet them with smiles

I call "fill 'er up?"

They yell back "one dollar"

I wipe all the dead bugs

And dirt off their windshield

And connect my big hose

Up to their gas tank

The gas hums as it enters

And fulls up their empty tank

I do two at a time now

I've developed a technique

My timing is very good

If not always precise

I give them a fair deal

They drive off satisfied

We need each other's business

Without which we could not survive

We like to trade money-

Because it means honor,

Not like those people

Who are sick and can't touch it

Because they're unhealthy,

They leave me cold.

I help who I can help

And feel nothing for those who

Don't come to my station

For I'll only tow those who

Show me their honor

I can't help evervbody

And I'm not my brother's keeper

We huddle together

And those who come to me

We huddle together

And despite the weather

We find strength in our circle

I'm very important

To the big and the little guy

We all need each other

To keep ourselves going

Their auto's all need me

My pump's need their empty tanks and

If the good lord is willing

We shall be here to the end

Pumping-each-other