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 distilled spirits

I need a break as well

The well that inebriates the guilt

One two

One two three four

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 I'm dehydrated

My tongue is swelling up

I say one two

One two three four

Troubled times

You know I cannot lie

I'm off the wagon and I'm hitching a ride

There's a drought at the fountain of youth

And now I'm dehydrated

My tongue is swelling up

I say

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Troubled times

You know I cannot lie

I'm off the wagon and I'm hitching a ride

Don't know where to go

Hitching a ride don't know where to go

Hitching a ride don't know where to go

Hitching a ride don't know where to go

Hitching a ride don't know where to go

Hitching a ride don't know where to go

Hitching a ride don't know where to go

Hitching a ride don't know where to go