There is someone I used to know. Her name is “Mary Jane”.
I thought she’d be a lot of fun, but all I found was pain.
She came into my life when I was going through high school.
My friends told me that hanging out with her was really cool.
They said they really liked her style, and how she made them feel.
But sometimes, she would make them lie and even make them steal.
It didn’t take me long to see that “Mary Jane” was trouble.
I think I’d been with her so long I’d started seeing double.
Now, “Mary Jane” and I remained good friends for way too long.
Cause when I grew into a man, I knew our love was wrong.
I had to shrug her off, you see, cause “Mary Jane” was bad.
To think that folks still hang with her just makes me kinda sad.
Someday, I hope that all will see that she is not the answer.
She’s just as bad as cigarettes, and they can give you cancer.