Baby, come with me
Down the street
Let's smoke some speed
At my neighbors house
We'll tweak out
On home made speed
Baby, grind yer teeth
To the beat
Let's be in love
At my neighbors house
On home made speed
I'm talkin bout amphetamine
Baby, can't you see
They're in the trees
It's the police
And they're after me
I'm freakin out
At my neighbors house
On home made speed
Oh, my girl, Crystal Anne Phetamine
And the police are in the trees
The CIA is after me
I can't even begin to fall asleep
Cuz I smoked too much I might OD
But as long as yer layin next to me
And we have more speed