Lyrics Stoned - Old 97's
Well
I
must
have
been
stoned
when
this
whole
started,
'Cause
I
just
can't
seem
to
think
straight
anymore.
Can't
figure
out
where
I'm
at,
maybe
Memphis,
maybe
Mexico.
I
think
you're
swell
but
I
ain't
gonna
tell
you
so.
I
think
you're
great
but
it's
late
and
I'd
better
go.
Hitchhike
to
Rhome.
Take
the
Greyhound
to
Fredericksburg.
Well
I'm
flat
broke,
I've
been
smoking
butts
for
days.
You
say,
"Maybe
you
can
stay
with
me."
I
say,
"Lady,
that's
a
dangerous
plan."
You're
quite
a
woman,
but
I
don't
wanna
be
your
man.
You're
quite
a
kisser,
but
listen
close
and
understand.
Take
a
letter
to
God.
"Dear
Sir:
I'm
dissatisfied.
Well
it
ain't
your
fault
they
keep
pouring
salt
on
my
heart.
All
I
need
is
a
brief
reprieve.
I
keep
leaving.
I
ain't
gettin'
nowhere."
Won't
you
linger,
let
me
run
my
fingers
through
your
hair?
Won't
you
stay?
I
can't
play
like
I
don't
care.
I
think
you're
dope,
and
I
hope
I'm
making
myself
clear.
I
think
you're
fly
and
that's
why
I'm
getting
out
of
here.
Well,
I
must
have
been
stoned.
Good
Lord,
I
wish
I'd
been
stoned.

1 St. Ignatius
2 504
3 Drowning In The Days
4 Miss Molly
5 Dancing With Tears
6 4 Leaf Clover
7 Wish The Worst
8 Old 97's Theme
9 Doreen
10 Hands Off
11 Mama Tried
12 Stoned
13 If My Heart Was A Car
14 Desperate Times
15 Ken's Polka Thing
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