Guttermouth - Camp Fire Girl No.62 lyrics

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

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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

[Chorus]

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

[Chorus]

I guess my head is filled with rocks rocks rocks