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Cuckoo for the Puff

Every day is fry day
Dazing in the haze
Chronic is her tonic
She loves her hippy ways

She’s cuckoo for the puff
That sticky stinky stuff
She’ll never get enough
She’s cuckoo for the puff

She’s never gonna cope 
Without an eighth of dope
The Nirvana she has found
Is growing in the ground

She’s cuckoo for the puff
That sticky stinky stuff
She’ll never get enough
She’s cuckoo for the puff

Blissful waves of blasting
Unplugging from it all
She’d rather hug a tree
Than take another call

She’s cuckoo for the puff
That sticky stinky stuff
She’ll never get enough
She’s cuckoo for the puff

by Richard W. Bray

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