Jerry Chiappetta Jr. lyrics : "The Reefer Song"
then it grows and it buds into smokeable weed.
And I don't really know why I'm writing this song,
I think it had to do with those last four bongs.
So Baby, don't pass that doobie by,
cause I feel like getting high, tonight, with you.
And sorry, but I don't drink and drive,
well I prefer to arrive alive, tonight with you.
And it's a tough decision it's a hard fact to take,
but I smoke more reefer than the money I make.
And when I'm out fishing and they just don't bite,
I catch a little buzz and it makes it alright.
So Baby, don't pass that doobie by,
cause I feel like getting high, tonight, with you.
And lady, it's more than I can take,
I smoke more than I make, it's sad, but true.
And some people say that my memories getting rotten,
but I can't remember nothing I've forgotten.
And some people say that I pass it like a snail,
at least I know how to, inhale!
So Baby, don't pass that doobie by,
cause I feel like getting high, tonight, with you.
And lady, it's more than I can take,
I smoke more than I make, it's sad, but true.
Here's a solution to our Country's debt,
we need to wrap it up and tax it so it's easier to get.
And it's a tough decision all these green buds I bake,
but I smoke more reefer than the money I make.
Yeah, I smoke more reefer than the money I make.
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