14 October 2026
I was filling my tank at the local eight pump,
When I caught a homeless couple out the corner of my eye,
They kinda looked in love and I wondered ‘bout their story,
If I asked, would they tell me,
or just tell me a lie?
They looked like they dressed, the best they were able,
And really didn’t seem to pose a threat.
So as I was walkin’, my way into the station,
I asked myself to take a little bet.
Maybe if I show some genuine respect,
And try to gauge just how they feel,
They might let me throw them, a couple a bucks,
So they can grab themselves a decent meal.
They told me they were Shell and Mikey,
But I didn’t get much more,
We talked for a second when I pulled out a five,
And Bam! Mikey was headed towards the door.
I was waiting on my hotdog, to get done rollin’,
Figured Mikey would be right behind.
Then I saw him searching those
gas station boner pills,
Thinkin’ this can’t be a real good sign.
Mikey had his choice of 20 different flavors,
I guess he promised Shell a very special date.
He finally chose one called the “Black Panther”,
And assuring the mood would be just right
Grabbed a bottle of delta-eight.
I couldn’t help but chuckle while they rang up my dog,
and a sixer of my favorite beer.
The cashier laughed and said, “Don’t feel too bad,
Mikey’s been doing that same thing,
every night now for a year.”
End
A note from the lyricist
I wrote this song after observing a homeless couple at a gas station. The story itself is fictional.