Went down to Charlotte
It was a normal Sunday
But the very next day
It was a panic Monday
Over at a gas station
A lady make some clatter
She had liquid in plastic bags
I thought she had a big bladder
See that lady at the 7-11 Put gas in bags of plastic
I said whats up with that?
She thought it was fantastic
I'm like Yo lady
You need a gas can
Maybe use a cup
Or at least use a pan
I know you double bagged
And then tied it up
But how about a coke bottle
Or an empty slurpee cup
Now Charlotte has no gas
I wish people had thunk
Because all that precious gas
Is in that lady's trunk
Yes and in her trunk
Is probably a gas puddle
If she has any left
Will she even use a funnel?
Now all the rest of us
Can't get gas no more
Now that gas just sits
Upon her garage floor
Those trunk gas fumes She will breathe all summer
And I guess that's what you get
For being a little dumber
Get me out of Charlotte!
Having no gas is a drag
Especially when one lady
Puts it all in plastic bags