MISS MARY
Miss Mary, the lady accross the street
She's livin' her life in a fantasy
And oh what a shame because she's so young
There's a rumor in September that she'll be 21
And every day she serves the liver patte'
Squeeze it on the tray behind the Earl Grey
And the crackers and the cheese they overflow
Like a liver cornacopia volcano
Miss Mary, the lady accross the street
She puts on the kettle at half past three
Sets a table for four and sits down to lunch
But she isn't entertaining, she's the only one
But if you ask her she's swear that her friends were there
Perfectly real, enjoying their meal
Go ahead and pinch them if you don't believe
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CHORUS: Miss Mary, Miss Mary
Couldn't you finish your tea?
Miss Mary, Miss Mary
Toss in you sugar bowl and be my sweet
Miss Mary, a friend of a friend of mine
Is sucking back tea like it's the end of time
And the liver patte' she eats for four
I scarcely could believe that she could fit thru the door
Miss Mary, the visionary of my dreams
Never looks my direction or so it seems
She's always busy with her craziness
Doting on Casper the friendly guest
And all the little kids on the block
Avoid Miss Mary like she's got the pox
Her lonely mis-demeanor seems to draw me in
If only I could help her I could be her friend
CHORUS
Much to my dismay I found my way
To the solitary window of Miss Mary's plac
I thought I'd take a peek at what's going on
But my stomach said he'd meet me home when I saw
Miss Mary, the visionary of my dreams
Never looks my direction ir so it seems
She's choppin' up children for a tea time snack
Keeps 'em over in the cubbard tied up in a sack
CHORUS
Mary, Mary quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With cockle shells and silver bells
And pretty maids all in a row.
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