Was ridin' along side the highway Rollin' up the country side Thinkin' I'm the devils heatwave What you burn in your crazy mind?
Saw a slight distraction Standin' by the road; She was smilin' there, yellow in her hair; Do you wanna, I was thinkin', would you care.
Sweet hitch-a-hiker, We could make music at the greasy king. Sweet hitch-a-hiker, Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Cruisin' on thru the junction I'm flyin' 'bout the speed of sound, Noticin' peculiar function I ain't no roller coaster show me down.
I turned away to see her Woah! she caught my eye, But I was rollin' down, movin' too fast; Do you wanna, she was thinkin' can it last.
Sweet hitch-a-hiker, We could make music at the greasy king. Sweet hitch-a-hiker, Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Was busted up along the highway I'm the saddest ridin' fool alive. Wondering if you're goin' in my way Won't you give a poor boy a ride?
Here she comes a ridin' Lord, she's flyin' high. But she was rollin' down, movin' too fast; Do you wanna, she was thinkin' can I last.
Sweet hitch-a-hiker, We could make music at the greasy king. Sweet hitch-a-hiker, Won't you ride on my fast machine?
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