LYRIC FOR SALE

By That Beach Sound Cartel

Oh My...
That Little Stoner Babe…

That Little Stoner Babe…

[Verse 1]

Back over at Lakes…
First bell had just rung

Pigskin tucked beneath my arm
Just like Coach ‘U’ wanted it done

I’d walk that same old hallway
Every single day

Past that smokey stairway…
Where she’d always stay

[Chorus]

That Little Stoner Babe…
Faded Van Halen tank top…

Waist-long black hair…
Standin’ in that cloudy stairway

And her caramel eyes…
Lookin’ somewhere far away…

Oh My…
That Little Stoner Babe…

[Verse 2]

Everybody knew that stairway
Everybody knew that crowd

They laughed a little different
Never seemed too loud

I never walked over there
Never knew what I’d say

I’d just keep right on walkin’
And steal another glance... her way

[Chorus]

That Little Stoner Babe…
Faded Black Sabbath tank top…

Waist-long black hair…
Standin’ in that cloudy stairway

And her caramel eyes…
Lookin’ somewhere far away…

Oh My…
That Little Stoner Babe…

[Verse 3]

My perfect blonde cheerleader…
She never missed a thing

Catch me lookin’ at that little stoner babe...
Every single time

My girl would roll those baby blues…
Then she'd take my hand…

Like…
... “There he goes again…”

Oh My…
That Little Stoner Babe…

[Verse 4]

Then on those Saturday's…
Another house party somewhere

Music spillin’ out the windows
Smoke driftin’ through the air

I’d see her for a minute…
And how she faded back into the crowd

Funny how the quiet ones…
Could stand out the most, somehow

[Outro]

That Little Stoner Babe…
Waist-long black hair…

Standin’ in that cloudy stairway
And those caramel eyes…

Always, somewhere far away…
That Little Stoner Babe…

That Little Stoner Babe…

That Little Stoner Babe…