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In the parking lot,

It’s just us two once more.

Elevator stuck on hold,

Door wide open in the floor...

…

Again, quiet,

Again, pressed in tight,

This loud old world around us,

With gloom in its twilight.

I’ll light a cigarette—oooooo,

And you will be my ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-my,

My Marijuana 🍃soothing the scars inside,

You spark your ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-marijuana,

…

And I’ll become your Danny Boy in the ride.

(UHHHHHHHHHHHH!)

Ma-ma-ma-ma-maaaarijuana...🍃

Ma-ma-ma-ma-maaaarijuana...🍃

Ma-ma-ma-ma-maaaarijuana…🍃

For the ache of the soul…

Mama ma-ma-ma-ma mama mama…

(Mama ma-ma-ma-ma mama)

(Mama ma-ma-ma-ma mama)

Awareness reaches us,

Full of scents and sweet emotion,

We slip into unconscious bliss,

And stoke indecent notions,

Right there in the parking lot…

Cars will honk like crazy,

But we’ll swirl in time instead,

We’ll dismiss all drivers, saying, “Nah,”

While euphoria lifts our heads.

For a moment we’ll rise, then tumble

Into sugar-laced clouds of smoke,

Our drifting thoughts keep passing by,

A daydream for us both.

So sweet and oh so cozy,

Like holiday cookies baked,

Tempting with fragrance, melting on the tongue,

I taste your careless kiss, wide-awake.

On the backseat of the car,

Arms and legs entwine,

Echoing sighs and your moans,

No shame in crossing lines.

We can’t see another road,

This is how we choose to roam…

I’ll light a cigarette—oooooo,

And you will be my ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-Mai,

My Marijuana🍃 soothing the scars inside,

You spark your ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-marijuana,

…

And I’ll become your Danny Boy in the ride.

(UHHHHHHHHHHHH!)

Ma-ma-ma-ma-maaaarijuana...🍃

Ma-ma-ma-ma-maaaarijuana...🍃

Ma-ma-ma-ma-maaaarijuana…🍃

For the ache of the soul…

Mama ma-ma-ma-ma mama mama…

I’ll light a cigarette—oooooo,

And you will be my ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-my,🍃

Who heals these wounds inside,

You spark your ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-marijuana,🍃

…

And I’ll become your Danny Boy in the ride.

(UHHHHHHHHHHHH!)