Well i must have been stoned when this whole started,
'cause i just can't seem to think straight anymore.
Can't figure out where i'm at, maybe memphis, maybe mexico.
I think you're swell but i ain't gonna tell you so.
I think you're great but it's late and i'd better go.
Hitchhike to rhome. take the greyhound to fredericksburg.
Well i'm flat broke, i've been smoking bu*ts for days.
You say, "maybe you can stay with me." i say, "lady, that's a dangerous plan."
You're quite a woman, but i don't wanna be your man.
You're quite a kisser, but listen close and understand.
Take a letter to god. "dear sir: i'm dissatisfied.
Well it ain't your fault they keep pouring salt on my heart.
All i need is a brief reprieve. i keep leaving. i ain't gettin' nowhere."
Won't you linger, let me run my fingers through your hair?
Won't you stay? i can't play like i don't care.
I think you're dope, and i hope i'm making myself clear.
I think you're fly and that's why i'm getting out of here.
Well, i must have been stoned.
Good lord, i wish i'd been stoned.