The Texaco Song, Milton Berle

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The Texaco Song, Milton Berle

Theme from milton berle's texaco star theater
By buddy arnold and woody kling
Oh we're the men of texaco, we work from maine to
mexico,
there's nothing like this texaco of ours.
Our show tonight is powerful, we'll wow you with an hourful,
of howls from a showerful of stars.
We're the merry texaco men, tonight we might be
showmen,
tomorrow we'll be servicing your car.
I wipe the pipe, i pump the gas;
i rub the hub, i scrub the glass,
I touch the clutch, i mop the top;
i poke the choke, i sell the pop,
I clear the gear, i block the knock;
i jack the back, i set the clock,
So join the ranks of those who know, and fill your
tanks with texaco...
Sky chief. fill up with sky chief.
and you will smile at the pile of new miles you will
add.
Fire chief. fill up with fire chief.
you'll find that texaco's the finest friend your car
will ever have.