I used to smoke pot for medical reasons
Without pot, life made me sick
Then I met you, a tie-dyed babe
You healed me, babe, and healed me quick
Oh Sheila
You’re the reason I like ’em young
A killer bod and a pierced tongue
I always get a drug-free high
Whenever I just touch your thigh
Oh Sheila
You’re not the Sheila from that song
But what we have, it still ain’t wrong
I’ll love you till I wear Depends
I’ll even let you meet my friends
Oh Sheila
I used to smoke pot for medical reasons
Now I smoke pot just for fun
When I met you, a tie-dyed babe
I knew my mid-life blues were done
Oh Sheila
Copyright © 1998 by David V. Matthews
December 6-8, 1998
