With buds from shake it's a long leafy fume

The story:

My husband and I were riding in the car on a long trip, and it came on the radio. There I was, jammin' out in the middle of the interstate, singing what I thought were the correct lyrics. The hubby-o'-mine quickly turned down the radio, jaw-dropped and eyes widened and said, "what did you say?!?!?"
I said it again for him, and being the one in the car who wasn't very educated in illegal drug terminology was informed of what buds and shake actually were.

This was embarassing, yet hilariously enough for me to spark a nuclear-fueled discussion with him in order to justify myself, and my lyrical interpetation was correct over his. I went as far as to call my brother on the cell and prove it to him that even my brother agreed. Every "debate" we have turns into a battle of the sexes. A bet emerged from this argument. Four hours later, when I got home I hit the net in search of proving to him that I was right. Unfortunately, when I finally found what I had been looking for---I see I was wrong....and so was he.

After about 15 minutes of laughter, we decided we were gonna go out and buy that damned cd to remember the occasion.

Now when we're in the car and it comes on the radio, we can both laugh at how stupid it was to argue over a song, because sometimes it's fun to be wrong.