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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2005 @ 02:03pm
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Hitchin' Ride.-Great song
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 1, 2 1, 2, 3, 4 Cold turkey's getting stale, tonight I'm eating crow Fermented salmonella poison oak no There's a drought at the fountain of youth, I'm dehydrating My tongue is swelling up, as say 1, 2 1, 2, 3, 4 Troubled times, you know i can not 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 s**t!
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Lady Edgar Allen Poe
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