Pump Number Three

[intro]
Pump number three, Friday night, cheap coffee going cold
You were humming to the radio like it was any old road

[verse 1]
I had the ring in my jacket since the fourth of July
Been driving past jewellers like a coward, too scared to try
Then the tank was on empty and the light came on
Fate had a sense of humour all along

[pre-chorus]
Diesel smell, fluorescent glow
You laughed and said, "What's got into you?"
I got down on one knee on the greasy concrete floor
Right there between pump three and four

[chorus]
I said, "I don't have a sunset, I don't have a beach
Just a hot dog warmer and a five-cent peach
But I got a ring that's shaking in my hand
And a question I've been carrying like a spare-tyre plan
Marry me tonight at the petrol station
'Cause anywhere with you feels like a destination"

[verse 2]
The attendant leaned against the glass, pretending not to stare
Some trucker honked his horn like the whole world knew it was there
You had mascara running and you couldn't speak
Just nodded while the receipt was printing by your feet

[pre-chorus]
Fluorescent light, moths on the glass
You said, "You really picked a place, didn't you?"
I said, "Honey, it ain't Paris, but it's ours"
This cracked lot beneath the stars

[chorus]
I said, "I don't have a sunset, I don't have a beach
Just a hot dog warmer and a five-cent peach
But I got a ring that's shaking in my hand
And a question I've been carrying like a spare-tyre plan
Marry me tonight at the petrol station
'Cause anywhere with you feels like a destination"

[bridge]
We paid for the fuel, we didn't even drive
Sat on the hood watching semis pass us by
You wore the ring like it was diamond silk
Ketchup packet love, built to last a lifetime

[chorus]
I don't have a sunset, I don't have a beach
Just a hot dog warmer and a five-cent peach
But I got your hand and the whole world in my palm
Fifty years from now they'll still be talking 'bout that dawn
We got hitched out at the petrol station
'Cause anywhere with you is my destination

[outro]
Pump number three, Friday night
Best worst proposal of my life
Yeah, the best worst proposal of my life