Stoned Paroles

She lost in her thoughts, so hardly she speaks
Her mind's always dirty and her soul's never free (Woah-woah)
She never been a groupie (No way)
She just in love with the music
She watch depressin' movies (Always)
Somethin' from the '30s or the '40s about a dependent house wife (Woah-woah)
She makes up her bed like she makes up her stories
Awake through the night, then she high from the morning
I wish she could feel me, she never felt nothin'
Knock on her door, she let me come in (Woah)

I wish she would learn to laugh
Isolation, she lockin' the bathroom door

Baby, let's get stoned
Put on a record, can I play you one more song?
We can get stoned
I swear to God, heaven feels just like home
Let's go home
And she's always all by herself (Woah-woah)
She hardly talks in conversation (No way)
But, but when she do, all her words get lost in translation (Always)
No, she can't move (Woah-woah-woah)
'Cause she paralyzed from fear that she fantasized
The doctor tried to analyze
They can not find anything that's wrong with her
Her parents never got along with her
I had to make this song for her (Woah-woah-woah)

I wish she would learn to laugh
Isolation, she lockin' the bathroom door

Baby, let's get stoned
Put on a record, can I play you one more song?
We can get stoned
I swear to God, heaven feels just like home
Let's go home
Baby, let's get stoned
Put on a record, can I play you one more song?
We can get stoned
I swear to God, heaven feels just like home
Let's go home

I wish she would learn to laugh
Isolation, she lockin' the bathroom door

Baby, let's get stoned
Put on a record, can I play you one more song?
We can get stoned
I swear to God, heaven feels just like home
Let's go home