I have a sister in law who smokes the wacky grass
Super sweet but she could kick your ass
Heart big as every ocean
Got all the boys chasing, must be the potion
Sleep in till noon
Roll a blunt and stare up at the moon
Don't short her any, no stems nor seeds
She could rock a bandana with some beads
She should have been born in 1970
Rock star that never dies, longevity
Bell bottoms and tiedye should have been her threads
Peace on earth and all the hungry be fed
Live life as the wind blows
Where she will end up only god knows
She very well could have a platinum record on the wall
Other artists would hate her, their sales would fall
People would shout your name all the way to the sky
They would see your name in lights on the marquee as they drove by
You would be the Princess of rock
Belting out ballads in your badass frock
That is how I see it If you were born then
Fuck it its 2011 lets make history repeat itself again
By Bobby J Evans
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