Hitchin' A Ride lyrics

Hey, sir, where are you goin'? Are you hurry? I need a ride to my happy hour Say no Do you stop for destiled spirits? I need a stop too The hole that keeps on the guilt One, Two One, Two, Three, Four The cold turkey is goin' down But not the poisoned oat with salmonela There's no water in the source of youth, and now I am dehydrating My mouth is swelling while I say One, Two One, Two, Three, Four Problem times, you know I cannot lie I left the wagon and know I am hitchin' a ride There's no water in the source of youth, and now I am dehydrating My mouth is swelling while i say Oh, crap!