| Hitchin' A Ride Hey mister where you headed? Are you in a hurry? I need a lift to happy hour say oh no. Do you brake for distillied spirits? I need a break as well The well that inbriates the guilt 1, 2. 1, 2, 3, 4. Cold turkey's getting stale, tonight I'm eating crow Fermented salmonella poison oak no There's a drought at the fountain of youth and now I'm dehydrating My tongue is swelling up, as say 1, 2. 1, 2, 3, 4. Troubled times, you know I cannot lie I'm off the wagon and I'm Hitchin a ride There's a drought at the fountain of youth and now I'm dehydrating My tongue is swelling up. I say SHIT! |