Contact High - Ike & Tina Turner, The Ikettes

I was at this party that had the doors all closed

All this funny smoke kept goin' up my nose

They had this joint that they was passin' around

And when they got to me I turned it down

I was already contact high, felt like I wanted to fly

Everybody was goin'

I really didn’t know how much time had passed

But everybody got tired of blowin' that grass

I told 'em at first then I didn’t want to smoke

But then reached in the side and pulled out some coke

And I said, «oh, don’t do that, don’t do that»

I got stoned, well I’m wasted, like laid, woo

When the party was over everybody was stoned

We was so glued we couldn’t go home

I had my wheels, they was carryin' me outside

But I was just too stoned to take that ride

'Cause I was out of it, I couldn’t split

It was total chaos

Everything just got quieter and quieter

Peaceful and quieter, quieter and, ooh