"Chips Ahoy!"
She put $900 on the fifth horse in the sixth race
I think its name was Chips Ahoy
Came in six lengths ahead, we spent the whole next week getting high
At first I thought that shit hit on some tip that she got from some other boy
We were overjoyed
I got a girl and she don't have to work
She can tell which horse is gonna finish in first
Some nights the painkillers make the pain even worse
Came in six lengths ahead
We spent the whole next week getting high
I love but girl but I can't tell if she's having a good time
How am I supposed to know that you're high if you won't let me touch you?
How am I supposed to know that you're high if you won't even dance?
How am I supposed to know that you're high if you won't let me touch you?
How am I supposed to know that you're high if you won't even dance?
She's hard on the heart
She's soft to the touch
She gets migraine headaches
When she does it too much
She always does it too much
How am I supposed to know that you're high if you won't let me touch you?
How am I supposed to know that you're high if you won't even dance?
How am I supposed to know that you're high if you won't let me touch you?
How am I supposed to know that you're high if you won't even dance?
And you won't even dance
