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| Kid Loco Kill Your Darlings Three Feet High Reefer I used to smoke in the morning A three feet high reefer I used to smoke in the morning A three feet high reefer And all my friends They call me the Viper And once the sergeant caught me With my reefer in my hand Yeah once the sergeant caught me With my reefer in my hand But please, Lord, believe me I did not kill a man Cos I don't use The needle or cocaine No I don't use The needle or cocaine So please, Lord, release me Cos I am not your man But the judge told me It's like booming a bank Yes the judge told me It's like booming a bank So I said, Lord, I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be your man I rolled my three feet high reefer And blew the smoke at his head I rolled my three feet high reefer And blew the smoke at his head Cos if I had to go to jail I'll get him mad in his brain But the judge shed a big hot tear On to the window pane But the judge shed a big hot tear On to the window pane Took a one last sniff And got high up in the air Took a one last sniff And got high up in the air |
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