Mary, what's a girl like you doing with this bum
I just want to sit with you at home
I'll love you 'till it's so numb
Cause you're my cherry plumb
But Mary, I get so weary
I'm wide awake just wanting to kiss your face
I don't want coitus to poison your lotus
Cower to calmness, so sunsets seem symphonic
I'm with you, I have so much fun
This thug thrust under your thumb
