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