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. 1,2. 1,2,3,4.

Cold turkeys 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 can not 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!