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
Oh well that inibriates 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
Now I´m dehydrated
My tongue is swelling up
I said 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
Now I´m dehydrated
My tongue is swelling up
I say SHIIIIIIT!

Troubled times, you know I can not lie
I´m off the wagon and I´m hitchin´ a ride (don´t know where I´m going)
Hitchin´ a ride (don´t know where I´m going)
Hitchin´ a ride (don´t know where I´m going)
Hitchin´ a ride (don´t know where I´m going)
Hitchin´ a ride (don´t know where I´m going)
Hitchin´ a ride (don´t know where I´m going)
Hitchin´ a ride (don´t know where I´m going)
Hitchin´ a ride