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 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 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! Troubled times, you know I can not lie I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride Hitchin' a ride Hitchin' a ride Hitchin' a ride Hitchin' a ride Hitchin' a ride Hitchin' a ride Hitchin' a ride...