.Oh say I can't see
Where the hells my visine
And my eye sights not to keen
I hope your not driving
Who's fat sacka and new pipe
We get fucked up all night
And the weed is not stale
It's ok to inhale
Get the munchies like hell
Then we run to the bell
Hit the bo.
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