P-choo. P-choo. C'mon down here and let's smoke a little tea this evening, huh? Dreamed about a reefer five feet long The Mighty Mezz, but not too strong You'll get high, but not for long Why man? 'Cause you's a viper. Yeah! Now I'm the king of everything You gotta get high to have that swing Light a tea, let it be Then what? 'Cause you's a viper Now your throat gets dry And you know you're high Everything is dandy Truck into the candy store Bust your conk on peppermint candy Then you know your body's spent You don't give a durn if you don't pay rent Sky's high, you high Why? 'Cause you's a viper <violin solo> <trumpet solo> Shh.... Pshhh.... Oh you dog.