Rolling Stoner

24 hours sunset to sunset She's a dark flower Bourget black roses That's how they know her The rolling stoner She picks up speed whenever she's sinking Uses that steam to make it up mountains That's how they know her The rolling stoner I may be gone dear ? from here Do me a favor, hand me your papers That's how they know her The rolling stoner The rolling stoner Merrily she rolls So composed, exiles She got a sack and a vial of liquor Mischief ? so she wanted for files and Misde-meanors, you can't deny she get high off the mischief Shake it off boots dusty and rugged like rusty- Nails, males vie for affection nobody prevails But she busy banging a drum Lay down with a brighter string Now she pregnant with a son He on the run laying low Staying high rolling stones stoned eyes Like Medusa in the mirror Way she wipe the glass her reflection getting clearer Profitable prophet pick-pocket the non-believers So have you seen her? (huh)