I turned away to see her, oh she caught my eye
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker
But I was rollin' down, movin' too fast
We could make music at the Greasy King, yeah
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
We could make music at the Greasy King
We could make music at the Greasy King
Saw a slight distraction standin' by the road
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker
Do you wanna, she was thinkin', can I last?
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Won't you give a poor boy a ride?
Noticin' peculiar function
Wondering if you're goin' in my way
I ain't no roller coaster, show me down
We could make music at the Greasy King
But she was rolling' down, movin' too fast
Here she comes a ridin', Lord, she's flyin' high
Do you wanna, she was thinkin', can it last?
Thinkin' I'm the devil's heatwave
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
We could make music at the Greasy King
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker
Was busted up along the highway
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker
I'm flyin' about the speed of sound
Cruisin' on through the junction
What you burn in your crazy mind?
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker
I'm the saddest ridin' fool alive
Do you wanna, I was thinkin', would you care?
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker
She was smilin' there, yellow in her hair
