The office is hot and my old ass is feelin' low
Can't Get High.
Work day passes like the classes in grade school,
But it's July.
I'm gettin' antsy by the hour, an' sober by the minute.
This gig just pushed me over the limit.
I'd like take the job and shove it,
I think I'll just take a smoke break.

Roll me somethin' fat an' long,
Get me some "Mary Jane" before I get on a plane.
It's only ten past three but it's in the air.
It's 4:20 somewhere.

Oh, this smoke session is gonna take all afternoon,
And I'll feel right.
Tomorrow mornin', I know there's another day,
Hey, to live and laugh.
I ain't had an hour off now in over a two years.
My Jamaican vacation's gonna start right here.
If the call is for me,
You can tell 'em I just needed to play.


I could throw down some cash, grab myself a stash
An' be back to work before two.
In an instant like this, I can't help but ponder,
What would Willie Nelson do?

Glad you asked that. I'd yell:
Roll me somethin' fat an' long,
Get me some "Mary Jane" before I get on a plane.
It's only ten past three but it's in the air.
It's 4:20 somewhere.

Load me a big ole' bong
Give me a nice big hit before I have to quit
It's only ten past three but it's in the air
it's 4:20 somewhere

What planet am I on? What universe am I in?
It doesn't matter, it's 4:20 somewhere.
It's always on 4:20 in Amsterdam, come to think of it.
Yeah, I love that place!
You been there haven't you?
Yessir!
I seen you toke there...
I've been to Marijuanaville a few times.
All right, this grass is good.
Rambled my way around.
OK. Just making sure you can keep it within the coffee shop guidelines.
Bring the herb, I beg you.
All right. Well, it's 4:20. Let's go there.
I'm ready, spark it up.
Let's get out there
I'm gone.
Let's get out of here.