Girls Like You

Mary Mary how'd you get quite so contrary? See the trouble that you started,

 standing by your man

 the boys don't like it when you play too rough

 and you know too much

 and you tell them things that they can't understand 

 it's not your fault that you knew better,

 not your fault that you saw more

 they said "don't listen to her, she's a sinner she's a whore"

 and that's how they branded you til 1969

 that's a bitter cup of wine anyway you pour it

Oh Mary, like an angel with your long red hair

but his mother was a saint, how could you possibly compare?

The story books all tell us,

doesn't matter what you do

it's never easy for girls like you

 Mary Mary you're a puzzle you're a prize

 you're a lover, you're a wife

 you're a prophet

 you're a mother, you're a child

 come on Mary could you tell us how it's done?

 'Cause we are guilty, every one

 and we're paying for the crime 

 of opening our eyes

Oh Mary, like an angel with your long red hair

but his mother was a saint, how could you possibly compare?

The story books all tell us,

doesn't matter what you do

it's never easy for girls like you

 Late at night did you get tired?

 And find yourself falling to your knees?

 Begging

 just once, turn the wine back into water

 be a father to my daughter

 Oh please

Oh Mary, like an angel with your long red hair

but his mother was a saint, how could you possibly compare?

The story books all tell us,

doesn't matter what you do

it's never easy for girls like you