Smoking Your Weed

She's got your number memorized
She's showing up night after night
Ah, the way she wears that see-through dress
She makes your heart beat out your chest

When you're home and stoned, you know she's gonna drive by
She ain't lonely, she's only looking for a good time

She ain't into your car, she ain't after your money
She ain't laughing 'cause your jokes are funny
Tugging your rope, pulling your chain
She don't even know your last name
You think she's a girl the your dreams?
Well, she's just smoking your weed

You get lost for hours in her eyes
And she shows up with some other guy
Well, three's a crowd, but you don't care
With you breathing in what's in the air

And everybody but you knows what this is
You're too high to see how low this bitch is

She ain't into your car, she ain't after your money
She ain't laughing 'cause your jokes are funny
Tugging your rope, pulling your chain
She don't even know your last name
You think she's the girl of your dreams
But, she's just smoking your–

I hate to be blunt
I hate to ruin your fun
But all you are to her is a hit and run
You're just a hit and run
Oh, boy

(Oh, you know that)
She ain't into your car, she ain't after your money
She ain't laughing 'cause your jokes are funny
Tugging your rope, pulling your chain
She don't even know your last name
You think she's the girl of your dreams
But, she's just smoking your–

She's gonna keep toking your–
She's just smoking your weed

She's just smoking your weed
Yes, she is