Figure of Speech

You called me up the other night and said you've lost your friends.
I see you've tripped up on your face, come on let's make amends.
You've lead them all with honesty. Yeah, fun was had, no doubt.
Hanging out down the street? Well, look who's slumming now.

Baby, we got so high we flew around the world.
No, not really. I'm just saying.
Baby, we got so high we flew around the world.
No, not really. I'm just saying.
Baby, we got so high we flew around the world.
No, not really. I'm just saying.
Baby, we got so high we flew around the world.
No, not really. I'm just saying.

Harum-scarum-hypnotized, what's wrong with my lungs?
Paper-lipped, so inept, knocked further down the rungs.
Spending all your time with kief, you're colored teahead green.
Green with envy, face the music, create the new scene.

Baby, we got so high we flew around the world.
No, not really. I'm just saying.
Baby, we got so high we flew around the world.
No, not really. I'm just saying.
Baby, we got so high we flew around the world.
No, not really. I'm just saying.
Baby, we got so high we flew around the world.
No, not really. I'm just saying.

Baby, we got so high we flew around the world.
No, not really. I'm just saying.
Baby, we got so high we flew around the world.
No, not really. I'm just saying.
Baby, we got so high we flew around the world.
No, not really. I'm just saying.
Baby, we got so high we flew around the world.
No, not really. I'm just saying.



Credits
Writer(s): Frank Dibiase, Mike Fisher
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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