Sitting on a sofa, chewing gum and watcing a movie Got no things to do but sit and chew, and I'm feeling groovy
All right, chill out, switch off the telephone Come on, cut out, don't you see I'm stoned Prove me, honey, give me an argument That the weed I'm smoking ain't no heaven sent
Peeling a potato in the kitchen, gotta say that it's the last one Smiling at the neighbours that are knocking on my door and saying 'what fun'
All right, chill out, switch off the telephone Come on, cut out, don't you see I'm stoned Prove me, honey, give me an argument That the weed I'm smoking ain't no heaven sent
Sitting on a sofa, chewing gum and watcing a movie Got no things to do but sit and chew, and I'm feeling groovy
They say I'm gonna end up in a funny farm although I think that kind of place does have it's charm you'd better roll a joint and feel it's getting, getting warm
All right, chill out, switch off the telephone Come on, cut out, don't you see I'm stoned Prove me, honey, give me an argument That the weed I'm smoking ain't no heaven sentTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
