Various Artists - Virgin Girl lyrics

Met a girl last summer She was a pearl, 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 faze And who am I to say that her beauty goes away When she smokes the sensei day after day My integrity does not agree She calls me in the morning And says let's go to the beach And I say, smoke it if you please But, girl, at least don't leave your keys She packs the pipe as much as she can fill She packs it up, she smokes it up and says that's good sh** About this time, I start feeling just right I'm trying to drive with a contact high So pump, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump my brakes A style in the make of my in-take What's it do for ya What's it prove for ya All that she could up with is this What'cha got against Why you on defense Let me tell you something 'bout hemp It's the healing of the nation The food of the gods The product of your mother You know you got me wrong So roll it up, roll it up, stick it in a bong 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 s**y when I'm lying in your arms All natural, no need to be alarmed When they legalize this sh**, I think I'll buy a farm