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even
Yeah, that's not bad
Yeah, I just gotta remember to get gas next time
Yeah, exactly, pay attention to your gas gauge man
That fuel gauge, that fuel

recognize the holy spirit,  I know he's real
I can't do this, Jesus please take the wheel
Check lights on, fuel gauge, needle on E 
Lord I just need to get

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But dude I ain't got no blues on me
On my way hittin' down town
Fuel gauge don’t get enough frown
Baby aint got A to C
I get paid to be

LIFE ON THE ROAD IS ALL I KNOW
ANOTHER MILE DOWN HERE I GO
ANOTHER SMALL TOWN SAME OL SHOW
AND THE FUEL GAUGE IS COVERED BY YOUR PICTURE
RUNNIN LOW

our time.
This place is dead inside.
The weak will not survive.
Standing at the side of the road with your fuel gauge stuck on low.
Standing at the side

I Never Work on a Sunday

Keith Urban

Keith Urban [1991]

1999

Then Sunday mornin' found me rollin' into sunrise
With my fuel gauge dead
I pulled into fill up, found the place deserted and a little sign that

travelling

Now, even wild birds sometimes need
Garden crumbs with their hedgerow seed
Watching out for foxes, stoats and weasels
One thing a fuel gauge cannot

is where my dreams are bright 

Fuel gauge drops low, but my spirits run high.
Walking down the highway, my dreams are alive
With my trusty jerry can,

Weightless

Thomas Dolby

The Golden Age of Wireless

1982

Some nights he's weightless
He has to travel
His mouth is gravel
And there's an empty feeling, within his heart...

Eye on the fuel gauge

a waitress
But nothing ever seemed to wanna stick
But now that I'm minding those fuel gauges
It seems that I ain't ever gonna quit

I got sick of trying to get

that eat stars
Green cheese and GPS
Be decked with detours
Fuel gauge around E street
And my beacons are all blinked out
I might slink up in that

reachin' a new stage, fuck livin' off loose change 
Got friends of mine droppin' E like a fuel gauge 
And it blows my mind, while I studied flows and rhymes

nine to five's don't need us
Swap a Prius for a Bentley
Maybe Lamborghini
Rock Adidas when you see me
I'm not tryna be greedy
Sick of seeing E on my fuel

flying low with the fuel gauge blinking
Now I'm thinking, eject
Auto-pilot, reset
And why so rough on the landing
Landing, landing, landing
You we're

good yeah I’m good yeah I’m great
Never goin back to old ways
Ramen twice in the same day
Back when I used to save change
E reading on the fuel gauge
I

a full tank of gas but I've got nowhere to go

Well, I know it's late
You're probably home asleep bundled up like I should be
But my fuel gauge is pointing

set!
Altimeter: set!
Directional gyro: set!
Fuel gauges: set!
Throttle: set!
Flaps: set!
Seat belts: set!
Propeller: set!
Pilot... Seth!

Got the call -

pop and the fuel gauge runs low
Cause your danger follows me
All the way home
Yeah you
Tell your friends i'm crazy
You drive my name round daily
You

on these words
Fuck luck
Give me something to work with
Just the other day driving my car
And I was thinking I'd go far
Checkin out the fuel gauge it said
I

squad cause they be cray
We snappin yeah that shit on replay 
Speed but don't look at the fuel gauge 
We left its just part of the food chain 
It's part

year that my Grandpa bled
I don't plan it, when I run out of space
I pace shit lookin' at the fuel gauge
Startin' the cards with them all chased
Makin'

in his fuel gauges
My tank never running on E
Thank God said my Grandmother Marie
Find it kinda odd that she kept that belief
When I'm knowing just how

stage
One eye kept firmly on the fuel gauge

We're listening to our driving song
I know just where we are, I know we won't be long
We're listening to our

the Beantown to Florida,
Make sure the fuel gauge on that Ford is up,
I-9-5 North, South I whip it,
These b*tches want me present kuz they know a n*gga gifted,