Show me his man, look, he's in the bed
He's in the grass, he's a guest, baby, can you dig it?
Money trip, just watchin' as the world comes back
He's in the grass, he's a guest, baby, can you dig it?
There are too many groovy things to see while he's in the bed
He's in the grass, he's a guest, baby, can you dig it?
Flowers, the colors, pretty baking, everything out of sight
He's in the grass, he's a guest, baby, can you dig it?
The sun's dreamin' like a dream in me
He's in the grass, he's a guest, baby, can you dig it?
And the flowers startin' in the tree
He's in the grass, he's a guest, baby, can you dig it?
Everything here is so clear, you can see
And everything here is so real
You can feel it
And it's real
So real, so real, so real
So real, so real
Thank you, Chica
Woo!
I can dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it
Dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it
Oh, let's dig it
Get the gig, baby
I can dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it
Dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it
Oh, let's dig it
Can you dig it, baby?
Listen, I'm feeling love between the living
Listen to the best of the best, baby, can you dig it?
And the fire has started in a mountain tree
Oh, let's dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it
Listen to the best of the best, baby, can you dig it?
Everything here is so real
You can see it
And everything here is so real
You can feel it
And it's real
So real, so real, so real
So real, so real, so real
Thank you, Chica
Woo!
I can dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it
Dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it
Oh, let's dig it
Get the gig, baby

I can dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it
We'll see you next time.