Lyrics:
breathing at all
And others have given up privilege
But I'm still beating on my old guitar
Singing my songs in a smoky old bar
Hitching my wagon
more money than any bitch in town
She struts across the bar, hitching up her skirt
Over to Stagger Lee, she starts to flirt
With Stagger Lee
She saw
then in came a broad called Nellie Brown
Known to make more money than any bitch in town
She struts across the bar, hitching up her skirt
Over
then in came a broad called Nellie Brown
Known to make more money than any bitch in town
She struts across the bar, hitching up her skirt
Over
called Nellie Brown
Was known to make more money than any bitch in town
She struts across the bar, hitching up her skirt
Over to Stagger Lee, she's
Hitching my wagon to a star
Dreaming of leaving those local bars
When I'd get him up at closing time
For a couple of songs and a chance to shine
Like
of patron
Got her tied to the hitching post
She turns it up when she turns around
Threw my whole plan out the window I'm going down
Got me insane but I
to deal with people anymore
I just know
They ain't shit and set the bar too low
Catch a bow if you attempt to start a war
Fucking whores
Such a chore
eyes
And I remember him sitting in that local bar
Where I earned my pay each night
Singing my songs to empty chairs and going home half tight
So
of kinds
When I play this old guitar from children's shows to smoky bars
I take a break and think about the past
When I stood up in geometry
There's a harvest each Saturday night
At the bars filled with perfume and hitching a ride
A place you can stand for one night and get gone
It's
There's a harvest each Saturday night
At the bars filled with perfume and hitching a ride
A place you can stand for one night and get gone
It's
Stop hitching the monster man
It was a bad plan, but I had to get to town
Unbitten, but the way I found it was a hand came down
And pow, I got
No it wasn't in my plan
So i became a no good dirty Hootchie Kootchie Man
I stayed out nights
Got into fights
Smoking big black cigars
Hitching rides
Stop hitching the monster man
It was a bad plan,
But i had to get to town
Unbitten,
But the way i found it was a hand came down
And pow,
I got
trading souls for duty free cigarettes.
Meanwhile back at the hotel, the band is tearing down.
They're hitching up the horses, and they're sneaking out
Make a wish, drop a coin in the well
Picked her up hitching to Chicago
Rucksack, skateboard, bashed up guitar
Back of the bar she dances slow
into the reeds
On a ripple
And playing it cool in a bar by the pool
With a Caribbean Kiss Amaretto
Give us a room with a mountain view
A tiny
little devil man was hitching a ride
To Alabama
He and his babe had a honeymoon in Vegas
But lost it all on a slot machine and a
Bitch of a queen who was
body shots
I will never fuck around with all these dirty thots
She hitching a ride on my dick like it's metro
She got a kink so she calling me step bro
all from time to time
But they never made the rhyme
Now I'm hitching highways, rails and streams
Just to find my Abilene
Ooh and I long to see her
sailing on to St. Giles
I’m hitching on a wave
On the weather on a seabird’s smile
Bad August on the moon
Kicking up the wind and rain
The swells hit
sailing on to St. Giles
I'm hitching on a wave on the weather
On a seabird's smile
Bad August on the moon kicking up the wind and rain
The swells hit
hitching around
Earwax magic on a holy cloud
We do it 'cause we do it
Gonna prove it to your heart
Been a freak right from the start
Mental mystery
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