Hamburger Midnight - Little Feat

Square knees was asking for a reason

How can I go sleeping in a car

I got red hot tires, my tires are smokin'

I’m so broke I don’t want to stop

My gears are crying

My gears are crying

I got the ha hamburger

Ha hamburger

I got the ha hamburger midnight blues

Got a grease mother, she’s a holder finder

Keeper of the scooter gas

You gotta lift your tail and seal you fate

Snort the crank your old man stashed

And ride a tin can

Ride a tin can street machine

Square knees was asking for a reason

How can I go sleeping in a car

I got red hot tires, my tires are smokin'

I’m so broke I don’t want to stop

My gears are crying

My gears are crying

I got the ha hamburger

I got the ha hamburger

I got the ha hamburger midnight blues