I'm an old hitchhiker, I'm an old hitchhiker,
I'm an old hitchhiker, I'm an old hitchhiker,
I'm an old hitchhiker, I'm an old hitchhiker,
I'm still waiting there in your rear-view mirror.
I'm a troubled midget now, I'm a troubled midget now,
I'm a troubled midget, you can see me getting smaller in your rear-view mirror.
I'm a little bitty speck, hard to detect,
Easy to forget something, almost nothing in your rear-view mirror.
Oh, I'm a rolling molecule, oh, I'm a rolling molecule,
I'm rolling now, getting closer and closer in your rear-view mirror.
Now I'm a poltergeist, I'm a poltergeist,
I'm a poltergeist,
I'm in the backseat, cracking your rear-view mirror.
I've got some words for you,
Wise words for you from the midget, and the speck, and the molecule,
The hitchhiking ghost has some words for you.
Ah, turn back, baby, turn around,
The bridge is out and you will surely drown,
Turn back, baby turn around,
Turn back, baby, turn around.
Rolling molecule becomes a tiny speck now,
The troubled midget's now a laughing giant, and an old hitchhiker.
Can you see me through your glass, darkly? (I'm an old hitchhiker)
Can you see me through your glass, darkly? (I'm an old hitchhiker)
Can you see me through your glass, darkly? (I'm an old hitchhiker)
Can you see me through your glass, darkly? (I'm an old hitchhiker)
