Mary

Her thoughts are a'plenty and her feelings are blue

An insatiable thirst fort anyone new

Got ten pages left in all of her books

And all of her lovers are gamblers and crooks

She loves red wine but doesn't bother with a glass

If you put her in a corner she'll rip you a new ass

Ask her about her family, she'll probably lie

She's tired of this livin' but she's afraid to die

Bye Mary bye-bye

Bye Mary bye-bye

Last seen driving north on the 395

With a couple of bucks and a bottle of rye

Her favorite flowers are poppies her favorite color is red

And the ashtray is full that sits next to her bed

She says smoke follows beauty and I think that that's true

Oh Mary that smoke is always following you

Bye Mary bye-bye

Bye Mary bye-bye

Last seen driving north on the 395

With a couple of bucks and a bottle of rye

Fall in love with her honey, she'll just break your heart

Cause Mary can't finish a thing that she starts

But she'll come around make you feel alright

Take away your sadness if only just for the night

Bye Mary bye-bye

Bye Mary bye-bye

Last seen driving north on the 395

With a couple of bucks and a bottle of rye

Bye Mary bye-bye

Bye Mary bye-bye

Last seen driving north on the 395

With a couple of bucks and a bottle of rye

Bye Mary bye-bye

Bye Mary bye-bye

Last seen driving north on the 395

With a couple of bucks and a bottle of rye