Many love your green eyes and sweet smell
and you make everybody feel well.
Some are chronicly addicted to you.
You make them hungry like Scooby-Doo.
The 20th of April is your birthday,
the day that all stoners walk the high way.
You make everybody's world twirl.
Mary Jane, you're a naughty girl.
You love that Yellow Submarine song
and laugh so hard when you see Cheech & Chong
while you're in some joint, hitting bongs.
You also hear things like gobbling gongs.
But sometimes you can be quite blunt.
You commented rudely about a girl's front
You told her she was like a two by four.
The Reefer has made you trippin' once more.
It seems that this Edge I got,
abstains me from smoking pot.
I won't take the sinner's shot.
Sorry MJ, you're not hot.