“No thanks, dude, I got my own”
The stuff in D.C. is probably better by a serious magnitude.
Oh, have you ever met that funny reefer man?
I believe he’s lost his mind
If he said, he swam to China
And he sell you South Carolina
If he said, he walks the ocean
Any time he takes the notion
If he trades you dimes for nickels
And calls watermelon’s pickles
If he takes a sudden mania
He’ll want to give you, Pennsylvania
If he said, one sweet is funny
Because, he won’t sell me Atlantic
Then you know
You’re talkin’ to that reefer man