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Ganja Babe
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Heavy medicine, ya see my eyes are feeling red again
I'm bringin' light like Thomas funky Edison
Been in the desert for forty-seven days
Purple Haze, the poison that I tasted never changed
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Heavy medicine, ya see my eyes are feeling red again
I'm bringin' light like Thomas funky Edison
Been in the desert for forty-seven days
Purple Haze, the poison that I tasted never changed
full lyrics... 
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Features Of This Song
acoustic rock instrumentation
funk influences
reggae influences
mild rhythmic syncopation
repetitive melodic phrasing
extensive vamping
groove based composition
major key tonality
a good dose of acoustic guitar pickin'
electric pianos
acoustic rhythm guitars
classic rhodes sound

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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I'm bringin' light like Thomas funky Edison
Ganja babe, my sweet ganja babe
So that she can feel me like Coca Cola
But summer breeze I'm feelin' kinda fine
Cinnamon skin be bringing sin to my mind
Been in the desert for forty-seven days
She rollin' herbs everyday at about 4 o' clock
Ooh, girl watcha got cooking in the pot?
She needs too for just like me they long to be high
Ganja babe, my sweet ganja babe
Come wake my body-ody take my mind away
When the rent comes due?
Purple Haze, the poison that I tasted never changed
Songwriters: Michael Franti, Carl Young
Turn up the woofers so I can feel the beat
Vibrate my belly like a bomb in harmony
I love the way you love me and the way you misbehavin'
Look watcha gonna do, watcha gonna do
Or does it grow naturally slow?
Five bucks at the door and you bring your own booze
Wind and grind lovely, shake your behind
Take my mind away
So baa, baa, black sheep have you any wool?
Take my mind away
Tick, tock, strike the hammer while the iron's hot
Come wake body-ody take my mind away
Bare feet, tank top and shorts is all you need
I love the way you love me and the way you misbehavin'
Take my mind away
I'm the woh woh sweet thing, my girl lollipop
How does your garden grow?
Round up the posse and call up the crew
Ganja babe, my sweet ganja babe
Call ya neighbors 'cause they can come too
I love the way you love me and the way you misbehavin'
Heavy medicine, ya see my eyes are feeling red again
But whether or not the weather's hot or the weather's cold
Ganja babe, my sweet ganja babe
Hydrophonic, ultra-supersonic
I'm wrapping her like a blanket with my whole soul
Some for my partner, some for my crew, some for my ganja baby
Just like the cover of 'I Want You', you hoo
Everybody get down and do the boogaloo
Publishers: FRANTIC SOULUTIONS, POLYGRAM INT'L MUSIC PUBG GROUP
Ganja babe, my sweet ganja babe
She growing mad crops
Summer heat, my back is sticking to me to the seat
Be sure and bring ya records 'cause I only got a few
Yes sir, yes sir, a nickel bagful
Ganja babe, my sweet ganja babe
See Mary, Mary quite contrary
I'm rollin with my shorty all the time
Come wake my body-ody take my mind away
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