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2:09 pm
Medical Marijane lives upon the hill,
Medical Marijane, sitting very still.
Is she sleeping ? I don't think so.
Is she breathing ? Yes, very low.
Whatcha doing, Marijane, my love ?
Medical Marijane, rides a dappled mare,
Medical Marijane, lilacs in her hair.
Is she dreaming ? Yes, I think so.
Is she pretty ? Yes, ever so.
Whatcha doing, Marijane, my love ?
I'm thinking of what it would be like if she loved me.
You know just lately this happy song it came along
And I like to somehow try and tell you.
Medical Marijane, hair of golden flax.
Medical Marijane longs for what she lacks.
Do you like her ? Yes, I do, Sir.
Would you love her ? Yes, I would, Sir.
Whatcha doing Jennifer, my love ?
Medical Marijane, Medical Marijane, Medical Marijane.
Medical Marijane vit sur la colline,
Medical Marijane assise trs tranquille.
Dort-elle ? Je ne crois pas.
Respire-t-elle ? Oui, mais tout bas.
Qu'est-ce que tu fais, Jenny mon amour ?
Medical Marijane, Medical Marijane, Medical Marijane.
It's the anthem I wrote for Medical Marijuana freedom. Thank you, Comrades, thank you.