Contact high

I was at this party they had the doors all closed

All this funny smokin`blowin`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

I felt like I wanted to fly

Everybody was goi8ng

I really didn`t know I was trying to pass

But everybody got tired of blowin`that grass

I told them at first that I didn`t wanna 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 layed

When the party was over everybody was stoned ans was so

glued we couldn`t go home

had my wheels they was carryin` me 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

quieter and quieter whoo.