DRIVING SOUTH

Driving south round midnight man I must have been insane Driving south round midnight in a howling hurricane I stopped for an old man hitcher at a lonely old crossroad He said I'm going nowhere I'm only here to see If I can steal your soul I'm not trying to make you I don't wanna touch your skin I know all there is to know about you and all your sins Well you ain't too young or pretty and you sure as hell can't sing Anytime you wanna sell your soul back, I've got a toll free number You can ring Year, that's roar Phone thank you I'm not trying to make you I don't wanna touch your skin I know all there is to know about you and all your sins Well you ain't too young or pretty and you sure as hell can't sing Anytime you wanna sell your soul, I've got a toll free number You can ring 0800 treble six oh yeah 0800 treble six oh yeah I stopped for an old man hitcher at a lonely old crossroad He said I'm going nowhere I'm only here to see If I can steal your soul Look out