Heffalumps and Woozles

Saw my second and fourth grade teacher
In the SDRC line
We had the same bud-tender
What a dankery delight

We drove to Fiesta Island
And burned one out there laughing
Like "how the world has changed, man
Can you pass the lighter?"

That's how we kick it now in California
Like it's just a normal store yeah

I shouldn't get this high every day
I guess I'll cut back tomorrow
Oh no no no no no
And then I wake and bake
I guess there's always tomorrow
Oh no no no no no

My heffalumps and woozles
My vision never clear
Come puff and pass my dear
Don't hold out on ol' Scooby
This is my brother Doobie
Black water need to clear
Roll another one or twoozle
For the heffalumps and woozles
The heffalumps and woozles

Visit my grandma in the retirement home
She baking magic brownies
Got me doing puzzles all day long
Couch-locked watching Jeopardy

Benny Goodman never sounded this good before
Got the clarinet flowing
Yeah grandma be zoning
This is awesome but bizarre

I shouldn't get this high every day
I guess I'll cut back tomorrow
Oh no no no no no
And then I wake and bake
I guess there's always tomorrow
Oh no no no no no

My heffalumps and woozles
My vision never clear
Come puff and pass my dear
Don't hold out on ol' Scooby
This is my brother Doobie
Black water need to clear
Roll another one or twoozle
For the heffalumps and woozles
The heffalumps and woozles



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Writer(s): Luke Francis Walton
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