Pumpin' for Jill

When I'm asleep, you touch my feet

You let me know that I am no creep

Because I love you, you are for real

I'm gonna stay here, pumping for Jill

In the gas station where I work

Everyone treats me just like a jerk

Nobody offers me a tip

I'm gonna stay here, pumping Jill's hips

I met you out at the Mardi Gras

On a French Quarter sidewalk

When you kissed me, it was strong

I wonder if you'll hear this song