My Robot Is Pregnant theme song!

whiskey is always there for you, but he’s a very demanding friend. Wants all your attention. Doesn’t like it when you don’t drop in or call at least once a day. And hitchhiking? I’m not afraid of strangers picking me up. I’m afraid of the boredom that comes from standing on the side of the road for hours. My pal whiskey in my pocket, perhaps, trying to cheer me up. What an awful feeling, waiting in the sun for a handout. For someone to stop and offer you help. It’s a thrill, when they do. And you’re in a strange car, with a strange person, and the world seems really good, and life seems like a wonderful adventure, but it won’t be long before they let you out again and you are all alone in the world. Really alone. Stranded. And you crash, emotionally. The world becomes a stupid ugly place. And your pal whiskey is gone. And you don’t know why you are so far from home.