Hit it once
Hit it twice
Hit it three times
My head is turning
My eyes are burning
My hands ain't sure
But here comes the whole world
Knocking on the back door
I'm so sorry it's all gone
It's like a crazy nightmare
Check the top drawer
Check the bong
I'll bet there's something left there
My feet are moving
My soul is grooving
Well I don't know what to do with all this time
But it ain't nothing but a bump on a wide open road
I'm so sorry it's all gone
It's like a crazy nightmare
Check the top drawer
Check the bong
I'll bet there's something left there
If there ain't we'll call Reef' up
He can head on over
He'll be here, man, soon enough
My sock drawer ain't got nothing left
The bread bos is empty I just bet
My pockets are anything but wet
So I'll go out and get it
Oh no (a series of unsuccessful attempts)
I'm so sorry it's all gone
It's like a crazy nightmare
Check the top drawer
Check the bong
I'll bet there's something left there
If there ain't we'll call Reef' up
He can head on over
He'll be here, man, soon enough
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