Dope Song Songtext
von Rachel Goodrich

It aint funny being sober
I′d like to come over
Pick myself up
One of those bags of dope
Stuff it like a fatty
Cause in the morning i get real crabby
And i'd like it to last me for good times
When i′m alone

Tip toe
Tippity toe
Tipping on through the night
Anything goes
With a bag of dope
I hope i get home alright


Well i know it sounds a pity
I like it when i get all jittery
And my eyes twitch
And my hands
Well they'll start to shake
Light me up another cigarette
I looked at the bag and said
'Damn that′s it′
And i'm off
Another mission to stock my shelves
For the day

Tip toe
Tippity toe
Tipping on through the night
Anything goes
With a bag of dope
I hope i get home alright

Hey girl
Gimme all your money
I can take it to the next block
Buy myself a bag of bitchin pot
Hey boy
Gimme all your money
I can take it to the next block
Buy myself a bag of bitchin pot


It aint funny being sober
I said i′m coming over
This time i'm robbing you of all of your bags of dope
I′m gonna give some to the neighbors
I'm gonna fill em all up with favors
I′m gonna rob you again when they're
Begging on their knees for more

Tip toe
Tippity toe
Tipping on through the night
Anything goes
With a bag of dope
I hope i get home alright

Hey girl
Gimme all your money
I can take it to the next block
Buy myself a bag of stinky pot