Big Star Lyrics - Singles - Adam Gregory

I work at the Big Star on old 405 

I make 6 bucks an hour and I work steady nights 

Well it might not be much but it's all that I need 

In that little glass booth in that highway to dreams 

I was not that good of a student at school 

But this life taught me lessons that made me no fool 

Oh my mom and dad raised me by that golden rule 

In a world that gets ruthless, a world that gets cruel 

Fill'er up, let me check your oil, sir 

Cash or card, let me get your change 

Just turn right when you see that big church sign 

Just go straight and you'll be on your way 

I had me a girl once and my ring she wore 

But her father said, she could not see me no more 

Oh, I know it'd be different if I weren't so poor 

So I'm writing these songs, trying to open some doors