Hey mister
where you headed
Are you in a hurry
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
One two
one two three four
Cold turkey's
gettin' stale
Tonight I'm eatin' crow
Fermented salmonella
poison oak no
There's a drought
at the fountain of youth
Now I'm dehydrated
My tongue
is swellin' up I say
One two
one two three four
Troubled times
you know I cannot 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
swellin' up I said
shit
Troubled times
you know I cannot 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
Say birthday boys hey