Sweet Mary (Higher)

Sweet Mary is clocking out of Honey’s

With a trench coat and a pocket full of money

Loaded and ready for a party

Been going all night and she’s just a getting started

She wanna get higher

Get higher

Baby burn real slow

   

Long legs filling up the floorboard

Ziploc sliding cross the dashboard

She’s rolling something mighty sticky

Sweet Mary she’s about to get me

She gonna get me higher

Gonna get me higher

But baby burn real slow

Sweet sensation

Driving through a white cloud

A thousand miles above the ground

Sweet Mary says don’t worry

I’ll pick you up on your way down

Sweet Mary’s lining up a mirror

Someday that devils gonna get her

This fast lane is only getting faster

My soul knows I’m flirting with disaster

Still I wanna get higher

Wanna get higher

Wanna get higher

Get higher

Wanna get higher

Baby burn real slow

Burn baby burn Yeah