Green Day Lyrics - Hitchin a Ride

Hey mister, Where you headed? Are you in a hurry? I need to lift a 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, and now I´m dehydrating. My tongue is swelling up, as say 1,2. 1,2,3,4. Troubled times, you now I can not lie. I´m off the waggon 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 as say Shit!

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