Michael Franti & Spearhead Ganja Babe Lyrics
            Heavy medicine
            ya see my eyes are feeling red again
            I'm bringin' light
            like Thomas funky Edison
            been in the desert for forty seven days
            Purple Haze
            the poison that I tasted never changed
            turn up the woofers so I can feel the beat
            vibrate my belly like a bomb in harmony
            summer heat
            my back is sticking to me to the seat
            bare feet
            tank top and shorts is all ya need
            summer breeze
            I'm feelin' kinda fine
            I'm rollin with my shorty all the time
            wind and grind lovely shake your behind
            cinnamon skin be bringing sin to my mind
            but whether or not the weather's hot
            or the weather's cold
            I'm wrapping her like a blanket with my whole soul
            so that she can feel me
            like Coca Cola I'm the woo-o-oh oh the sweet thing
            my girl lollipop she growing mad crops
            she rollin' herbs everyday
            at about 4 o' clock
            tick tock
            strike the hammer while the Iron's hot
            ooh girl watcha got cooking in the pot
            see Mary Mary quite contrary
            how does your garden grow?
            Hydrophonic ultra supersonic
            or does it grow naturally slow?
        
            (Chorus)
            Ganja babe my sweet ganja babe
            I love tha way ya love me and the way ya misbehavin'
            ganja babe my sweet ganja babe
            come wake my body-ody take my mind away
        
            Everybody get down and do the boogaloo
            just like the cover of I want you
            yoo hooo look watcha gonna do
            watcha gonna do when the rent comes due
            round up the posse and call up the crew
            5 bucks at the door and ya bring ya own booze
            call ya neighbor 'cause they can come too
            be sure and bring ya records 'cause I only got a few
            so baa baa black sheep have you any wool
            yes sir, yes sir a nickle bagful
            some for my partner some for my crew
            some for my ganja baby she needs 2
            for just like me they long to be... high
        
            (Chorus)
            Ganja babe my sweet ganja babe
            I love tha way ya love me and the way ya misbehavin'
            ganja babe my sweet ganja babe
            come wake my body-ody take my mind away
        
            Ganja babe my sweet ganja babe
            I love tha way ya love me and the way ya misbehavin'
            ganja babe my sweet ganja babe
            come wake my body-ody take my mind away
        
            Oh..take my mind away, Oh.. take my mind away, Oh.. take my mind away....
        
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