The Backyard Critics - Hitch Hiking Lyrics

I only know your first name
I guess you're like a hurricane
We've let some time slip by
Between drinks, but I don't know why

I wonder if your sister asks about me
And does my sense of humour still get me in for free
We've let some miles pass
Nobody ever saves their best for last

Is there a chance you'll even recognise
Your lack of interest, but don't apologise

I've got half a little bottle of gin
And a soul that's half bare to chuck it all in
Meet me at the same fork in the road
And you can catch me up and I can lighten your load, oh
We ain't so different, you and me

First taste of winter, I'm hitch-hikin' again
Gave my life a solid five outta ten
Your address scribbled on a business card
The steps were easy, but the doorbell's hard

I hold my breath as the footsteps come
Closer and closer and I want to run
I forgot the kindness in your eyes
I'm off the hook, still got butterflies

I know it's a dream, but is it yours or mine?
Don't sweat the small stuff, you told me all the time, yeah

I've got half a little bottle of gin
And a soul that's half bare to chuck it all in
Meet me at the same fork in the road
And you can patch me up and I can lighten your load, yeah

I got a full bottle of Jack
And a strong inclination to get it all back
Because you, you got me crossin' over double white lines
And there's a look on your face, sends me out of my mind
Out of my mind, yeah