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Hey Mister where ya 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 now I'm dehydrating 
My tounge is swelling up 
I say one, two, one, two, three, four 
Trouble 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 tounge is swelling up 
I say 
Shy 
Touble 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