Text: Blondie. Plastic Letters. I'm On E.

:
I'm on E. I'm on E. I'm on E. Got nothin' to say. I used to have a car of my own
I'm on E. I'm on E. I'm on E for England. Laid out for maybe a week
I've walked my feet to the bone
I'd give my life for a car of my own
I'm on E. I'm on E. Two weeks ago Saturday I was on TV. I'd like a show of my own
But you see I'm still on E even though everything is happening to me
So when you're drivin' on home
Don't regret your loan

I'm on E. I'm on E. I gave my car to a guy named Vinnie. I feel like gassin' my feet
They've totalled me and skipped a beat. I used to have a car of my own

28 or 58. Walking to refrigerator
To the pump, do the bump
Still on E, I'll think of something
I'm on E and I'm on E
I'll never have to stop my feet
28 or 58
Walking to refrigerator
To the pump, do the bump
Still on E, I'll think of something
I'm on E and I'm on E
I'll never have to fill my feet up

[Whistle until fade]