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 turkeys getting stale, tonight Imeating crow.
Fermented salmonella poison oak no
There is a drought at the fountain of youth, and now Imdehydrating.
My tongue is swelling up, as say 1, 2. 1, 2, 3, 4.
Troubled times, you know i can not lie.
Imoff the wagon and Imhitchin a ride.
There is a drought at the fountain of youth, and now Imdehydrating.
My tongue is swelling up, I say Shite
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