JC Fogerty

Was Ridin' along side the highway, rollin' up the country side
Thinkin' I'm the devil's 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

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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, Woa! she caught my eye,
But I was rollin' down, movin' too fast;
Do you wanna, She was thinkin' can it last

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Was busted up along the highway, I'm the saddest ridin' fool alive
Wond'ring 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

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