Driving south round midnight, man, I must have been insane
Driving south round midnight, in a howling hurricane
I stopped for an old man hitcher at a lonely old crossroad
He said "I'm going nowhere, I'm only here to see if I can steal your soul."

"I'm not trying to make you I don't want to touch your skin
I know all there is to know about you and all your sins.
Well, you ain't too young or pretty and you sure as hell can't sing
Anytime you want to sell your soul I've got a toll free number you can ring."

"I'm not trying to make you I don't want to touch your skin
I know all there is to know about you and all your sins.
Well, you ain't too young or pretty and you sure as hell can't sing
Anytime you want to sell your soul I've got a toll free number you can ring."

0 eight 00 triple six, oh yeah
0 eight 00 triple six, oh yeah

I stopped for an old man hitcher at a lonely old crossroad
He said "I'm going nowhere, I'm only here to see if I can steal your soul."