Letra de Hitchin' a Ride (BBC Live Session)
Hey mister, where are 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, fourCold turkey's getting stale Tonight, I'm eating crow Fermented salmonella, poison oak, noThere's a drought at the fountain of youth And I'm dehydrating My tongue is swelling 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 rideThere's a drought at the fountain of youth And I'm dehydrating My tongue is swelling up, I say... "Fray"Troubled times You know I cannot lie I'm off the wagon, and I'm hitchin' a ride(Don't know where to go) hitchin' a ride (Don't know where to go) hitchin' a ride (Don't know where to go) hitchin' a ride (Don't know where to go) hitchin' a ride(Don't know where to go) hitchin' a ride (Don't know where to go) hitchin' a ride (Don't know where to go) hitchin' a ride Say "one hey, one hey"