Green Day - Hitchin' A Ride Lyrics
Hey mister, where you headed?Are you in a hurry?I need a lift to happy hour say oh noDo you brake for distilled spirits?I need a break aswellThe well that inebriates the guilt1,2,1,2,3,4Cold turkeys getting staleTonight Im eating crowFermented salmonella poison oak noTheres a drought at the fountain of youthAnd Im dehydratingMy tongue is swelling upI say 1,2,1,2,3,4Troubled timesYou know I cannot lieIm off the wagon and Im hitchin a rideTheres a drought at the fountain of youthAnd now Im dehydratingMy tongue is swelling upI sayShit!Troubled timesYou know I cannot lieIm off the wagon and Im hitchin a rideHitchin a ride [*8]