Mary Jane, oh Mary Jane, come and smoke away all my pain. Mary Jane, oh Mary Jane, come and smoke away all my pain. She won't ever turn her back, doesn't care if you live in a mansion or a shack, she won't ever cheat or lie, Mary Jane will always get you high! Mary Jane, oh, Mary Jane, come and smoke away all my pain! You keep me tame, you keep me sane, Mary Jane keeps me in the game! ^ Song I wrote while high.
Right on bro! I'm high, so I'll try: Mary Jane! She infects your brain with that pleasurable pain. It don't matter what strain, you just can't refrain from that wonderful Mary Jane! I used to think that Skunk did stink (if you know what I mean...). It's all apparent, I can't live without it, everything's all the same...if you love her, bring your bubbler, and come celebrate Mary Jane! That probably made no sense...I was writing this to this odd little tune that I created in my head(wheew).