There's A long low studio,
Witch, witch pussy speaks a magic word
Calls shaqcabedoe
The smell of thousand hurts is hanging
In the hut were she lives in
It? build on magic ground
There? A Old Cart Car
Where smoke raising up
And on the steering ramp grows magic pot
A chimbie means a lot to her
For her colour bowling room
Holding snake tails, but just a few
She likes weeds, there easy the grow
They are easy to grow, easy to grow
In the morning due
She likes weeds, there easy the grow
And they always are there, everywhere
When she needs a few
But she also keeps, A cat ore seven
And the miles far hearing,
Screaming, raven
A magic stick, A flying brume
Are just A few things
That she keeps in her room
She likes weeds, there easy the grow
They are easy to grow, easy to grow
In the morning due
She likes weeds, there easy the grow
And they always are there, everywhere
When she needs a few
She likes weeds, there easy the grow
They are easy to grow, easy to grow
In the morning due
She likes weeds, there easy the grow
And they always are there, everywhere
When she needs a few
She likes weeds, there easy the grow
They are easy to grow, easy to grow
In the morning due
Ohh, ohh weeds, there easy the grow
Writer(s): Legacy Music Inc.
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