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Met a girl last summer She was a vir, a virgin girl Talked a while on the corner She was high, she was really bye, bye Had a sandy dress, unshaven legs But a beauty you could not face And who am I to say that a beauty goes away When she smokes the sensi day after day My integrity does not agree She calls me in the morning And says let's go to the ??? ??????????????? and if you keep the girl At least don't eat her keys She packs the pipe as much as she can fill She boxes it up, she smokes it up And says that's good shit About this time I start feeling just right I'm trying to drive with the contact high So pump pump pump pump pump pump Pump pump pump pump my brakes A style in the make of my in-take So what's it do for ya What's it prove for ya All that she could up with is this What'cha got against Letras de cancionesWhy you on defense Let me tell you something about him It's the healing of the nation The food of the gods The product of your mother Of the know you got me wrong So roll it up, roll it up Stick it in a bomb Even make a Jamaican man sing a happy song And I don't know what it means When they say go long, go long But I own every record by "Cheech and Chong" It makes me feel so sexy when I'm lying in your arms All natural, no need to be alarmed When they legalize this shit I think about your farm From Letras Mania