[Verse 1]
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
And I'm only here to see if I can steal your soul"

[Verse 2]
"I'm not tryin' 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
Any time you want to sell your soul
I've got a toll-free number you can ring"
Yeah, that's what I thought he said anyway

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2]
"I'm not tryin' 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
Any time you want to sell your soul
I've got a toll-free number you can ring"
[Bridge]
"Oh, eight, oh, oh, triple-six, oh, yeah
Oh, eight, oh, oh, triple-six, oh, yeah"
I stopped for an old man hitcher
At a lonely old crossroad
He said, "I'm going nowhere
And I'm only here to see if I can steal your soul"

[Instrumental Outro]