Whenever I'm at a get-together with my buds, you can bet that I'm in for one wild night. This especially true when the party starts roaring on its own weight. But all good things come to an end and now comes the hard part and is going home and keeping it together at the same time. It's almost downer but I always manage to make it back. The process of making back home after a wild night reminds me of the song "Gonna Hitch A Ride" by Boston.
Back then I always make a mess of myself and unfortunately my brothers would have haul my carcass back. When you get older you learn how to handle yourself because you still have to make it back after the fun's over. Sometimes I manage to get a ride and other times I'm able to get a cab all the while with this song playing in my head. It keeps me alert as the journey home begins. At the same I'm just tripping as I make my home.
So far, so good because I always manage to make it back safe and sound. I might hurl along the way but at least I'm okay. It would cool to just trip on just a bit especially during the smoke part of the lyrics. Still, home beckons and I'm on my way. Whether I try or hitch a ride, the night was worth it.
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