Lyrics

I just wanna smoke this weed, stare at the ceiling Life might have a new meaning You can keep your alcohol Join in or I'll smoke alone Lie with me, stare at the ceiling What is this feeling? It don't come from alcohol Ain't had sex for a minute Feels like sex when I hit it, oh Ain't had sex for a minute Feels like sex when I hit it, oh It feels like making love Feels like making love It feels like making love Feels like making love I am so lean, where is the ceiling? Tell me that you're sharing this feeling There is just no pain at all Everything feels comfortable There's no stress, everything's cool now Nothing to lose now I don't think I'll ever fall Even if I have before Ain't had sex for a minute Feels like sex when I hit it, oh Ain't had sex for a minute Feels like sex when I hit it, oh It feels like making love Feels like making love It feels like making love Feels like making love I don't need no stress Let's not make this deep I just need a friend Come and fly with me
Writer(s): Chris Crowhurst, Etta Bond Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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