Lyrics
Hey, hippy dude, I don't mean to be rude
But your hand's not on my chakra, no, it's really on my boob
And if you don't remove it, then you're gonna get sued
'Cause you didn't get permission and I'm just not in the mood
I don't need your teeny-weeny kundalini any way near me
So put your clothes back on and stop staring at my bikini
Stop tryna feed me hallucinogenic venom
I'm not stupid, I get it, you're tryna get me to bed, it's pathetic
I think you'd better know, I've seen the way you flow
Ogling my downward dog and staring at my camel toe
Well, I've had enough of this, I don't have to suffer this
I'm an open-minded lady, but you're taking the piss, you know
Hey, hippy dude, I don't mean to be rude
But your hand's not on my chakra, no, it's really on my boob
And if you don't remove it, then you're gonna get sued
'Cause you didn't get permission and I'm just not in the mood
Hey, hippy dude, I don't mean to be rude
But your hand's not on my chakra, no, it's really on my boob
And if you don't remove it, then you're gonna get sued
'Cause you didn't get permission and I'm just not in the mood
You think you're so woke, mate, you're just an old bloke
He's claiming he's a shaman when he's really just an old joke
Who smoked dope and sold coke when
He should've been having a good soak
Instead, he was giving the women the
Good grope under cover of wood smoke
And I don't know what your name is, but I do know what your game is
'Cause I dealt with a million people just
Like you, though you might be the lamest
Telling me I'm a Leo in Venus
I think what you mean is you're
Basically looking at me with your penis
And then you be talking through Uranus
Hey, hippy dude, I don't mean to be rude
But your hand's not on my chakra, no, it's really on my boob
And if you don't remove it, then you're gonna get sued
'Cause you didn't get permission and I'm just not in the mood
Hey, hippy dude, I don't mean to be rude
But your hand's not on my chakra, no, it's really on my boob
And if you don't remove it, then you're gonna get sued
'Cause you didn't get permission and I'm just not in the mood
You're such a cliché, telling stories 'bout the winters
When you were living in India, thinking now I'm into ya
But you're too late
'Cause I know you're just a typical hypocritical hippy
Tryna come over spiritual just to get laid
And I hate to be the one to break it to you
But you're kinda bad at playing the guru
So give it up, mate, it's getting kinda late
I guess that you could say that we don't resonate
Hey, hippy dude, I don't mean to be rude
But your hand's not on my chakra, no, it's really on my boob
And if you don't remove it, then you're gonna get sued
'Cause you didn't get permission and I'm just not in the mood
Hey, hippy dude, I don't mean to be rude
But your hand's not on my chakra, no, it's really on my boob
And if you don't remove it, then you're gonna get sued
'Cause you didn't get permission and I'm just not in the mood
Just not in the mood
Just not in the mood