Waltzing in, swinging, reeking of attitude I can't get enough of the baby talk What you trying to do here? Struts and flex and looking like a million bucks Think I might be overlooking something but I can't look away now
Mary, Mary, Mary I love her, I love her Mary, Mary, Mary I love her, oh no
Bet you dig fifties, sweat dripping down your shoes Look now baby, I ain't no illusionist One hundred percent, man But I don't know if I can handle this Got those thighs like bombs hitting their limit Start running away and
Mary, Mary, Mary I love her, I love her Mary, Mary, Mary I love her, I love her Mary, Mary, Mary I love her, I love her Mary, Mary, Mary I love her, oh no
