Lyrics Devil’s Lettuce - The Cadillac Three

One, two, three, and

Lookin' at the clock and there's a four and there's a 20
Puts a smile up on my face 'cause I got a little money
Been a long damn day, and I need a little chill
And I'm tryin' not to drink, and I'm layin' off the pills
So I call up Stoney 'cause he's heavy on the scale
And he's got that freshy-fresh called Purple Fairytale
And we rally up the troops and put a record on the spinner
Bob Marley
Yeah, now that's a winner

Ooh, puff, puff, pass (to the left)
Hit it, blow it out just like that
Got the best homegrown from Tennessee to Texas
Gettin' higher than Heaven on the (Devil's lettuce)

Ooh, gimme, gimme, gimme that
Ooh, gimme, gimme, gimme that
Ooh, gimme, gimme, gimme that
(Devil's lettuce, weed smokin')

Lookin' at Bessie looking over at the lava lamp
She said, it's talkin' to me, then she went and did a face plant
Onto the couch watchin' "Dazed And Confused"
With Billy and Jimmy it was like a cartoon
Then we got a little munchie so we hopped up in the Cadillac
But not before we rolled a little spliff of shakey, bakey swag
Where you wanna go, best food in town
Scattered, smothered, Waffle House

Ooh, puff, puff, pass (to the left)
Hit it, blow it out just like that
Got the best homegrown from Tennessee to Texas
Gettin' higher than Heaven on the (Devil's lettuce)

(Weed smokin')

Ooh, puff, puff, pass (to the left)
Hit it, blow it out just like that
Got the best homegrown from Tennessee to Texas
Gettin' higher than Heaven on the (Devil's lettuce)

Ooh, gimme, gimme, gimme that
Ooh, gimme, gimme, gimme that
Ooh, gimme, gimme, gimme that
(Devil's lettuce, weed smokin')