Lyrics

verse
Share a quarter pound
A trail of seeds not sesame
Racing through the redwoods
I see very big trees
We don?t have a cell phone
Get lost good luck go home

ore-chorus
Do you think the fog will burn
Or is it smoke not clouds
Let?s roll down the windows
I hope were headed south

chorus
Seventeen in San Diego
Arrested at the border of Mexico
Concrete walls and cameras
We didn?t come down for hours

verse
Like vultures they circled
Silently speaking Spanish
Searching our luggage
But could not find a stash

pre-chorus
One hot morning in July
We were high but we were dry
We smoked it all
on Interstate 5

chorus
Seventeen in San Diego
Arrested at the border of Mexico
Concrete walls and cameras
We didn?t come down for hours