Mary-Jane
I'm sitting here wishing I had some smoke,
smoke from a dubby and I hope I choke.
there ain't no weed here and I hope I can buy,
it's not much to ask for I just want to get high.
It takes me away from reality and my mind rest,
a well needed vacation from my thoughts which can get the best.
The only thing that helps keep them out,
is Mary-Jane that lovely lady and without her gives me doubt.
I smoke weed whenever I can,
I smoke weed so much I'm it's biggest fan.
It's a way of life the one of a stoner,
that's how I live it's as good as a *****.
So when I get some ganja everything will be okay.
and after I smoke I'll feel better the rest of the day.
Copyright © Christian Humphreys | Year Posted 2008
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