| Resin… you stick to my fingers
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| But you get me high and you get me by
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| And so, I figure… whoa
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| Resin… you burn from black to white, whoa
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| But you last me long, when all my weed is gone
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| And so, I figure… whoa
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| I think I will keep you around (I think I’ll keep you around)
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| Just in case my weed supply is down (when my supply is down)
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| But now if I really want to get all fuckin' stoned
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| I gotta mix you with the BKF
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| And now I know what to do when Mary is gone
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| I just hook up with her available friend Resin
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| And now I know what to do when Mary is gone
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| I just hook up with her available friend Resin
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| Heaven… the smell of your hair lingers
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| But you stay all night, even when we fight
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| And so, I figure… whoa
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| Resin… you stick to my fingers
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| But you get me high and you get me by
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| And so, I figure… whoa
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| I think I will keep you around (I think I’ll keep you around)
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| Just in case my weed supply is down (when my supply is down)
|
| But now if I really want to get all fuckin' stoned
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| I gotta mix you with the BKF
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| So now I know what to do when Mary is gone
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| I just hook up with her available friend Resin
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| And I said I know what to do when Mary is gone
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| I just hook up with her available friend Resin
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| I know what to do when Mary is gone
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| I just hook up with her available friend Resin
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| And I say I know what to do when Mary is gone
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| I just hook up with her available friend Resin
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| Whoa! |