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Camp Fire Girl #62

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Camp Fire Girl #62

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She's got the healing powers of medicinal marijuana

And she feeds herself the same old crap she feeds to her iguana

And she won't go to the bar

God forbid that she drive a car

And of course she will protest the war

And even though she's an idiot

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 up on 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

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

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 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

I guess my head is filled with rocks rocks rocks

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