I saw the dreams of another man yesterday
I was empty so he took a look my way
What I got was the gift of a painted ball
But no ability to drop, or kick, or stall

My discovery has taken up my body, my mind, my soul
My passion's been fulfilled, my life's made whole
This unique presence has allowed me to flow
I can live with myself 'cause now I know

I love my hacky sack!
Yeah, I love my hacky sack!

I can't escape from this world that he gave to me
My eyes are blind but this hacky is all I see
So I, I date a girl with hacky sack eyes
All my friends led hacky sack lives

The psychodelic patterns of it move me, I can't help but flow
It takes me places that I never thought I'd ever go
My body's movin' and you know it's never gonna drag
My love is more than just a bean bag...

I love my hacky sack!
Yeah, I love my hacky sack!
Uh huh, I love my hacky sack!

(Oh yeah)
(Right about now we're gonna hear the flowin' sounds of D.J. M.C. Motts)

I love my hacky sack
Havin' fun kickin' it around
I'm never gonna let my hack touch the ground
I found it's hard to keep the hack in the air
But if you drop it, I won't care
We'll just start the game once again, and then, my friend
We'll keep on hackin' 'til the day's end
We'll be playin' hacky sack until we crack
Then I'll say, "Stop!"

(What?)

I love my hacky sack!
Yeah, I love my hacky sack!
Yes, Mots loves his hacky sack!
Yeah, everyone knows that Scot loves his hacky sack!
Yeah, I love my hacky sack!

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