Acapulco Gold Filters - Cheech & Chong

Me and Marty took a honeymoon

Below the border 'neath the silvery moon

I was eighteen and he was twenty two

Now we’re just a-doin' what the young folks do

We’re goin' south, south, to get that

Acapulco Gold

Ain’t nothin' it can’t fix

Old dogs can learn new tricks

When the streets are lined with bricks

Of Acapulco Gold

We’d just 'bout decided to cadge the whole thing

But then we thought that we ought to swing

You know the southland’s got the keys

Curin' them cotton pickin' sniffles and sneeze

Zig zag polly wolly diddum woddum doo

Hey diddle diddle twenty three skidoo

Me and Marty sure had fun

Acapulco Gold for everyone