Creedence Clearwater Revival - Sweet Hitch Hiker lyrics

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 want to, 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 through 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 want to, 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. 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 want to, 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? Sweet hitch-a-hiker, We could make music at the Greasy King. Sweet hitch-a-hiker, Won't you ride on my fast machine? Sweet hitch-a-hiker, We could make music at the Greasy King. Sweet hitch-a-hiker, Won't you ride on my fast machine?