Mary Jane

I came to this city
About a year ago
I went to see the sweetest-
The sweetest girl I know

The kettles, they were boilin’
The soup was on the stove
Open up the pot
And let the high times roll

Well there’s a little girl I know
And she live just on down the lane
Everybody knows her
And her name is, “Mary Jane”

Everybody knows her
And we all love her so
When Mary’s at a party
Makin’ those high times roll