Here's one more "Night Before" version that I couldn't help but steal from Da Jules. Y'all enjoy! Twas the night before the party When all through the town, No pigs were stirring, No cops were around. We drank segrams & smoked panama reds, While visions of the munchies danced through our heads. When all of a sudden came a knock at the door... We all yelled "Pigs!" & hit the floor. But what to our red glazed eyes did appear... A pound of columbian with 2 kegs of beer. The man at the door, he gave us a smile So we said, "Come on in man, You should party a while." But we heard him exclaim as he flew through the sky... MARIJUANA TO ALL & TO ALL A GREAT HIGH!!!
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