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