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Hitchin' A Ride
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Ca sĩ: Green Day
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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 as well
The well that inebriates the guilt
One, two
One, two, three, four
 
Cold turkey's getting stale
Tonight I'm eating crow
Fermented salmonella poison oak no
There'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 ride
 
There's a drought at the fountain of youth
And now I'm dehydrating
My tongue is swelling up
I say...
****!
 
Troubled times
You know I cannot lie
I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride
 
Hitchin' a ride [x8]