Olive Oil

Which one of you, has got to be so sad for
And what'd ya look ashamed about
Always on downer, that just sounds like you
And your waiting for some things to jump out of that tree
[?] I'm so green
I've got to be seen to believe
I had to ask mister fix it
Everybody on this stagecoach likes robbin' an' bashin'
Big blacks and blonds smokin' miles and miles of hash
That's sweet
The bigger the tree the better the time
Yeah, I can see now, how your looking for someone still
A lot more funkier, a lot more oh
Well that's the way it seems is what the way you are

Your still peeing in that room, and the roof drops in
And said hello goodbyes and a few months later your mine
At this rate even sooner
Still a lot more funkier, still a lot more you