he was a large headed man...he had never been handsome
and she had never been pretty
she wanted sex...and she thought she might land some
helped in part by her bloated titties
he never had a reputation as a cool dude
they said he was gutless...they said he's a prude
they had one thing in common...their sex life was dead
they were masturbators...at home, alone, in bed

life in the gas tank...even if they're past their prime
life in the gas tank...are ya with me so far ?

eager for action...hot for the game
a sexual attraction...they both felt the same
they were both upright people...they were over the hill
they had overaged bodies...but were lookin' for thrills
they were both filled with terror...both feared disgrace
he pretended not to notice...that she had a moustache trace
together all evening...until it was light
he was inspired to take it...cause she wasn't very shy about it

life in the gas tank...even if they're past their prime... life in the gas tank
life in the gas tank...get it done...while there's time...life in the gas tank

gruntin' and groanin'...actin' perverse
he's starin' at her bustline...guess it could have been worse
he said "listen baby...not a condom did i bring
i've been fishin' in my pocket...but i haven't found a thing"
she said "screw the condom...i need some action fast"
he thought she was stunning...and he hoped that he would last
but she gave him lots of leeway...and she let him be boss
she didn't care...she was just dyin' to get off...cause they had

life in the gas tank...even if they're past their prime...life in the gas tank
life in the gas tank...get it done...while there's time...life in the gas tank