Old 97's - Stoned lyrics

Well i must have been stoned when this whole started, 'cause i just can't seem to think straight anymore. Can't figure out where i'm at, maybe memphis, maybe mexico. I think you're swell but i ain't gonna tell you so. I think you're great but it's late and i'd better go. Hitchhike to rhome. take the greyhound to fredericksburg. Well i'm flat broke, i've been smoking bu*ts for days. You say, "maybe you can stay with me." i say, "lady, that's a dangerous plan." You're quite a woman, but i don't wanna be your man. You're quite a kisser, but listen close and understand. Take a letter to god. "dear sir: i'm dissatisfied. Well it ain't your fault they keep pouring salt on my heart. All i need is a brief reprieve. i keep leaving. i ain't gettin' nowhere." Won't you linger, let me run my fingers through your hair? Won't you stay? i can't play like i don't care. I think you're dope, and i hope i'm making myself clear. I think you're fly and that's why i'm getting out of here. Well, i must have been stoned. Good lord, i wish i'd been stoned.