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[Intro]
Oh-oh-oh-woah-oh-woah, ayy
[Verse 1]
Well, my buckle makes impressions
On the inside of her thigh
There are little feathered Indians
Where we tussled through the night
If I'd known she was religious
Then I wouldn't have came stoned
To the house of such an angel
Too fucked up to get back home
I'm too fucked up to get back home
[Verse 2]
Lookin' over West Virginia
Smokin' Spirits on the roof
She asked "Ain't anybody told ya
That them things are bad for you?"
I said, "Many folks havе warned me
Therе's been several people try
Up 'til now, there ain't been nothin'
That I couldn't leave behind"
[Intro]
Oh-oh-oh-woah-oh-woah, ayy
[Verse 1]
Well, my buckle makes impressions
On the inside of her thigh
There are little feathered Indians
Where we tussled through the night
If I'd known she was religious
Then I wouldn't have came stoned
To the house of such an angel
Too fucked up to get back home
I'm too fucked up to get back home
[Verse 2]
Lookin' over West Virginia
Smokin' Spirits on the roof
She asked "Ain't anybody told ya
That them things are bad for you?"
I said, "Many folks havе warned me
Therе's been several people try
Up 'til now, there ain't been nothin'
That I couldn't leave behind"
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