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Yeah, I'm gonna tell y'all a story
About the time I met a fantastic, horrific extraterrestrial
In a smoke session I will never, ever forget
One night I met a Martian at a place called Tateritz
He was scrolling through the albums, looking for some grateful dead
He asked me, please, to help him, he was feeling sort of frustrated
In my surprise, I looked him straight in the eyes and this is what he said
He said, muck-a-luck-a-sticky like to smoke a wicky-wacky weed
And I was like, "Where'd you hear that?"
Muck-a-luck-a-sticky like to smoke a wicky-wacky weed
He must have heard one of my songs or something
Muck-a-luck-a-sticky like to smoke a wicky-wacky weed
I mean, it is true, but, you know
Won't you smoke a little wacky weed with me?
And I was like, "Okay, I guess so"
Me and my new friend, the alien, we stepped outside to smoke
But Martian Blue, he took a tote that made his green-ass choke
He then asked me if I'd agree to fund an ounce, 'cause he was broke
He said, "I wanna take this danky-danky back home to my kin folk"
And he said, muck-a-luck-a-sticky like to smoke a wicky-wacky weed
I mean, I guess I could hook you up, you seem chill
Muck-a-luck-a-sticky like to smoke a wicky-wacky weed
But don't tell nobody else, alright?
Muck-a-luck-a-sticky like to smoke a wicky-wacky weed
I don't want everybody thinking I'm gonna give him weed
Come and smoke a little wacky weed with me
You know that guy? You don't
Well, I gave him buds just because he seemed like a cool cat
He took one last puff, then he said, "Cool, I gotta be getting back"
Ain't peace-up, man
So I said, peace, love, and chicken grease
For the sack, you don't owe me, Jack
He said, "You're the ship"
Hopped in a spaceship, took off, and that was that
He was singing
Muck-a-luck-a-sticky like to smoke a wicky-wacky weed
Okay, so it's true, I do
Muck-a-luck-a-sticky like to smoke a wicky-wacky weed
I mean, everybody pretty much knows anyway
Muck-a-luck-a-sticky like to smoke a wicky-wacky weed
I don't know why I'm so surprised
So come smoke a little wacky weed with me
Alright, let's smoke one man, let's go
He's singing, muck-a-luck-a-sticky like to smoke a wicky-wacky weed
And trust me, I got the best stuff on the planet
Muck-a-luck-a-sticky like to smoke a wicky-wacky weed
I have sung a few songs about it
Muck-a-luck-a-sticky like to smoke a wicky-wacky weed
I love smoking marijuana
So come smoke a little wacky weed with me
Oh, yeah, baby