Camp Fire Girl #62

Artists : Guttermouth : Camp Fire Girl #62

She’s got the healing powers
of medicinal weed.
And she feeds herself the same ole crap
she feeds to her iguana.
And she won’t go to the bar,
God forbid that she drive .
And she won’t go to the bar.
And of course she will protest the war.

I get excited when I see her,
You better pass me the saltpeter.
Like a sailor on shore leave
Like a recent parolee.
I want to date her, but first bathe her.
She always eating echinacea,
on her feet are birkenstocks.
I guess my head is filled with rocks.

Most of her friends are never happy
That is unless they’re bitchin
She looks down upon my comrades like they’re carcinogen
She doesn’t know what she’s fighting for
Like a modern day conquistador
And of course she will protest the war
And even though she’s an idiot

She doesn’t know what she’s fighting for
Like a modern day conquistador
And of course she will protest the war
And even though she’s an idiot
Even though she’s an idiot

I guess my head is filled with
rocks rocks rocks