Hank Thompson - Tonys Tank-Up, Drive-In Cafe lyrics

Well the smoke in here is like the L.A. smog And the jukebox is ten years old They got a pinball machine that pays off in nickels And posters saying down with the rock & roll A picture of beer only cost you a dollar The deviled eggs and the pickles are free And on Saturday night when they get it all right It's home sweet home to me They got a bouncer that boxed in the golden gloves So you hardly ever see a fight They got a co*ktail waitress that could be in the movies And bingo for the family every Monday night It's the swingingest joint from L.A. to Vegas If you're ever there you'll agree It's called Tonys Tank-Up Drive-In Cafe It's home sweet home to me [ guitar ] Now Tony's got a scar over his left eye That he didn't get in Sunday school There's a room in the room in the back for the local hustlers Who's only source of income is shooting pool I highly recommend it to the rich or poor If excitement is your cup of tea Go to Tonys Tank-Up Drive-In Cafe And have yourself a drink on me They got a cover special that's free with a fill-up And all the latest 8-track tapes Free showers and towels and bunks for overnighters And the doll make you wake-up calls from 6:00 to 8:00 You name it they got it, if they don't they'll get it If it falls between A and Z That's Tonys Tank-Up Drive-In Cafe A place that means the world to me