Hey mister, where you headed, are you in a hurry?
I need a lift to a happy hour, say oh no
Do you break for distilled spirits, I need a break as well
The well that inebriates the guilt, 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
Cold turkey's gettin' stale, tonight I'm eating crow
Fermented salmonella, poison oak, no
There's a drought at the fountain of youth, now I'm dehydrating
My tongue is swellin' up, I say, 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
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 dehydrating
My tounge is swellin' up, I say SHIT!
Troubled times
You know I cannot lie
I'm off the wagon
And I'm hitchin' a ride
Don't know where I'm goin' (hitchin' a ride)
Don't know where I'm goin' (hitchin' a ride)
Don't know where I'm goin' (hitchin' a ride)
Don't know where I'm goin' (hitchin' a ride)
Don't know where I'm goin' (hitchin' a ride)
Don't know where I'm goin' (hitchin' a ride)
Don't know where I'm goin' (hitchin' a ride)
Don't know where I'm goin' to
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