Triple Service

Hot summer evenin’
Got the windows in the pickup rolled down
Headin’ for my favorite spot
On the outskirts of town
Drop two quarters in the jukebox
Put some Buck Owens records on
We’re gonna have some fun tonight
At the Triple Service Bar

Millie’s in the kitchen cookin’ pancakes
The band’s getting’ ready to play
Couples already on the dance floor
Gonna dance the night away
Uncle Howard hears another sad story
Says “This one’s on the house”
No finer place to spend my night
Than at the Triple Service Bar


Well, there’s no place anywhere near this place
That’s quite like this place
Everyone knows and everyone goes
So this must be the place
Be hurtin’ come Sunday mornin’
But I don’t look that far
Been a helluva day and I’m ready to play
At the Triple Service Bar


Well, there’s no place anywhere near this place
That’s quite like this place
Everyone knows and everyone goes
So this must be the place
Be hurtin’ come Sunday mornin’
But I don’t look that far
Been a helluva day and I’m ready to play
At the Triple Service Bar

Been a helluva day
And I’m ready to play
At the Triple Service Bar

© Michelle Anderson 2003