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Alta de Contato

Tina Turner

Contact high

I was at this party they had the doors all closed
All this funny smokin`blowin`up my nose
They had this joint that they was passin`around
But when they got to me I turned it down
I was already contact high
I felt like I wanted to fly
Everybody was goi8ng
I really didn`t know I was trying to pass
But everybody got tired of blowin`that grass
I told them at first that I didn`t wanna smoke
But they reached in the sack and pulled out some coke
and I said OH!Don`t do that,don`t do that
I got stoned,plum wasted,like layed
When the party was over everybody was stoned ans was so
glued we couldn`t go home
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
quieter and quieter whoo.

Alta de Contato

Eu estava nessa festa, as portas tudo fechado
Toda essa fumaça engraçada subindo pelo meu nariz
Tinha um baseado que estavam passando
Mas quando chegou em mim, eu recusei
Eu já estava com a alta de contato
Me senti como se quisesse voar
Todo mundo estava na vibe
Eu realmente não sabia que estava tentando passar
Mas todo mundo cansou de fumar aquele baseado
Eu disse pra eles que não queria fumar
Mas eles pegaram do saco e tiraram um pouco de coca
E eu disse: OH! Não faz isso, não faz isso
Eu fiquei chapado, completamente perdido, tipo deitado
Quando a festa acabou, todo mundo estava chapado e tão
colado que não conseguíamos ir pra casa
Tinha meu carro, eles estavam me levando pra fora
Mas eu estava tão chapado que não conseguia pegar essa carona
Porque eu estava fora de mim, não conseguia sair, era um caos total
Tudo ficou cada vez mais quieto, pacífico
cada vez mais quieto, uhu.

Composição: Ike Turner