Fume (version 2)

My friend picked me up about quarter past five

We stopped and got some donuts and we took a little drive

Had a can of nitrous, we rolled the windows up

Now we're breathing deeply, breathing deeply...

And there's a fume in this truck

And we don't know if we're dead or what the fuck

There's a fume in this truck

And we don't know if we're dead or what



Well we spent many years always tryin to get high

Seems like there wasn't nothing that we wouldn't try

We made bongs out of bananas, we free-based every time

We were always lookin, always lookin



Now there's a fume in this truck

And we don't know if we're dead or what the fuck

There's a fume in this truck

And we don't know if we're dead or what



Well we got a good idea so we pulled off the road

Got some molly hatchet going on the stereo

I said let's get out the nitrous and let the windows up

Now we can't stop laughing, can't stop laughing..



And there's a fume in this truck

And we don't know if we're dead or what the fuck

There's a fume in this truck

And we don't know if we're dead or what

Yeah!




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