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!
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