Sitting on a sofa, chewing gum and watcing a movie
   Got no things to do but sit and chew, and I'm feeling groovy
  
   All right, chill out, switch off the telephone
   Come on, cut out, don't you see I'm stoned
   Prove me, honey, give me an argument
   That the weed I'm smoking ain't no heaven sent
  
   Peeling a potato in the kitchen, gotta say that it's the last one
   Smiling at the neighbours that are knocking on my door
   and saying 'what fun'
  
   All right, chill out, switch off the telephone
   Come on, cut out, don't you see I'm stoned
   Prove me, honey, give me an argument
   That the weed I'm smoking ain't no heaven sent
  
   Sitting on a sofa, chewing gum and watcing a movie
   Got no things to do but sit and chew, and I'm feeling groovy
  
   They say I'm gonna end up in a funny farm
   although I think that kind of place does have it's charm
   you'd better roll a joint and feel it's getting, getting warm
  
   All right, chill out, switch off the telephone
   Come on, cut out, don't you see I'm stoned
   Prove me, honey, give me an argument
   That the weed I'm smoking ain't no heaven sent