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 aswell
The well that inebriates the guilt
1,2,1,2,3,4

Cold turkeys getting stale
Tonight Im eating crow
Fermented salmonella poison oak no
Theres a drought at the fountain of youth
And Im dehydrating
My tongue is swelling up
I say 1,2,1,2,3,4

Troubled times
You know I cannot lie
Im off the wagon and Im hitchin a ride

Theres a drought at the fountain of youth
And now Im dehydrating
My tongue is swelling up
I say
s___!

Troubled times
You know I cannot lie
Im off the wagon and Im hitchin a ride
Hitchin a ride [*8]

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