This shit is rad
But oh I know it's bad
I've learnt the consequences
In my ventures first hand
Now what may seem
The loser blowing trees
Is actually a winner
Who is living out his dreams
Just cause I roll emotions into papers
Don't mean I hate ya
Just like the taste of
Mary Jane and her purple lipstick
Aaoh oh, aaoh oh
There was a phase
When each and everyday
My sexy Mary Jane
Would turn to me and say
You dream chaser
Sweet cliche
Should roll some papers
To celebrate ah oh
So when I'm fogging up the window
I know
I shouldn't continue
But you keep telling me to
Oh I toke to sooth my issues
A substitute for tissue
I miss you, I miss you
I need to just kiss you
Now my mind is high in the sky
I will always try to make things right
In my own life
My own fight to win the right of
Mary Jane and her purple lipstick
Aah oh oh, aah oh oh
There was a phase
When each and everyday
My sexy Mary Jane
Would turn to me and say
You dream chaser
Sweet cliche
Should roll some papers
To celebrate ah oh
To celebrate ah oh
To celebrate ah oh
To celebrate ah oh
We tokey tokey
Ooh that purple smokey smokey
No chokey chokey
Mmmm I love my dopey dopey
We tokey tokey
Ooh that purple smokey smokey
No chokey chokey
Mmmm I love my dopey dopey
There was a phase
When each and everyday
My sexy Mary Jane
Would turn to me and say
You dream chaser
Sweet cliche
Should roll some papers
To celebrate ah oh
To celebrate ah oh
To celebrate ah oh
To celebrate ah oh
We tokey tokey
Ooh that purple smokey smokey
No chokey chokey
Mmmm I love my dopey dopey
We tokey tokey
Ooh that purple smokey smokey
No chokey chokey
Mmmm I love my dopey dopey
You dream chaser
Sweet cliche
Should roll some papers
To celebrate oh