Contact High

I was at this party, they had the doors all closed All this funny smoke kept goin' up my nose They had this joint that they was passin' around But when they got to me, I turned it down I was already contact high - felt like I wanted to fly Everybody was goin' "ch-ch, ch-ch, ch-ch-ch ch-ch, ch" I really didn't know how much time had passed But everybody got tired of blowin' that grass I told 'em at first that I didn't want to smoke But they reached in the sack and pulled out some coke And I said, "Oh! Don't do that, don't do that" I got stoned Plum wasted Like, laid... woo When the party was over, everybody was stoned We was so gluеd, we couldn't go home I had my wheels, they was carryin' mе outside But I was just too stoned to take that ride 'Cause I was out of it! I couldn't split! It was total chaos Everything just got quieter, and quieter Peaceful… and quieter, and quieter, and... ooh!