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The devil to Jamaica
He was to sell some weed
He was fine
They were in line
It was excellent weed
When he across a young man
Who was peddling pot
And the devil down the beach to the kid
And said boy let me tell you
I guess you kind of
I'm a head of course
And all this time
I that I'm a conniseur of sorts
Now your smells okay
But this could tranquilize a
I'll bet a million in cash against stash
Cause I think mines better yours
The boy said my Johnny
And you smoked nothing yet
One hit of this will kick your a@@
You got a bet

roll a ball of hash
And sure it's the bomb
Cause the devils got the kind of they smoked in Vietnam
You'll get a million smack-a-roo's in if you can cope
But if you can't the devil gets your

The devil a bong
a little Acapulco Gold
And resin from his finger tips
As he up his bowl
He filled chamber all the way
And he took a hit
And as they it back and forth
It gave them both a fit
(coughing)
When the bowl was finished Johnny
Hey man, that stuff was
But your lungs with some of this
And prepare to

Cannibis Sativa, Sweet
The devils in the frying his brain
Zig-Zag filled the diggity-dank
Hold on tight it hit you like a tank

The devil off
Because he that he was stoned
And he asked if he could by an
Of the stuff that Johnny
Johnny said, just come on back
If you ever catch a buzz
I told you once
You son of a
Mine's the there ever was

And they fired up one by one
Ain't gonna stop the bag is done
as a bullfrog
Sticky as
do you get high, yes I do