Wilted Dreams at Joe's

Lyrics

Joe Burger's stand, under neon lights Steven's flippin' patties, into the night Taylor's on the cash, with a smile so bland Shirley's in the back, asleep on her hand Hair on the bun, not what you crave Grease on the floor, this ship's gotta be saved Lights flicker out, on Joe's sign, it's pale Lost my last dime, this ship's set to sail Home is my harbor, as I count the cost At Joe Burger's stand, oh, we're all lost [Chorus] The lettuce is wilted, the fries oversold Steven's burnt patties are less than bold

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