i saw her first, at the goofs show
she had dirt on her face, and a pin in her nose
a pot leaf patch, on her hemp purse
not my kind of girl, is what i thought at first
but she laughed so easy, and she laughed so bright
at the edge of the pit, at the dawn of the night
her skirt was short, and her hair was long
and she kept dancing, way past the end of the song
i fell in love
with a hippie girl
wanna fuck her
and save the world
from oil barons
and nuclear whales
and spring mumia
from county jail
and i'll say om
when we go to bed
it'll be worth it
to cum in those dreads.
or pretend to get
the grateful dead
it'll be worth it
to cum in those dreads.
when i hold her, tight in my arms
i sure won't let her, come to no harm
is she naive, or is it me?
but it don't matter, because you see
it really gets me off, that she doesn't care,
about the dirt and bugs, all through her hair,
and when i confessed, that i'd fucked her friends,
whatever she said, it's free love man
i fell in love
with a hippie chick
smell of patchouli
won't come off my dick
in this whole world
hasn't got a care
wears wooden beads
but not underwear
and she tells me
it'll be okay
whatever we do
Gaia gets her way
and i don't know
who this Gaia is
but i'd fuck her too
if she looked like--
i fell in love
with a hippie girl
wanna fuck her
and save the world
from oil barons
and nuclear whales
and spring mumia
from county jail
and i'll say om
when we go to bed
it'll be worth it
to cum in those dreads.
or pretend to get
the grateful dead
it'll be worth it
to cum in those dreads.
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