She wears her thoughts on her sleeve
Always taught to believe
Compromise was a dirty word
Ma says just be who you are
Make your luck when you can
Find a man who will kiss your scar
He fills her sandals with glee
Holds her handles with love
Says her handles with love
She wears her body with pride
Shares her teardrops with case
Opens up and lets him inside
Lets him inside, lets him inside
And she says 'Mary, Mary, how's your maple grow?'
'With every little knock, at 20p a throw'
'Mary, Mary, have I got far to go?'
'Just let it tell your story blow by blow'
The world spins her luck into gold
And her story is told
In a sentence that's not her own
She hides her thoughts up her sleeve
And her maple has grown
And her sandals are growing cold
Her man holds cscapc in his hand
Drapes her branches with love
He is somewhere she once belonged
She hides her body in shame
And her reardrops in song
Closes up and keeps him outside
Keeps him outside, Keeps him outside
And she says 'Mary, Mary, how's your maple grow?'
'With every little knock, at 20p a throw'
'Mary, Mary, have I got far to go?'
'Just let it tell your story blow by blow'
'Mary, Mary, how's your maple grow?'
'With every little knock, at 20p a throw'
'Mary, Mary, have I got far to go?'
'Just let it tell your story blow by blow'
Blow by blow, blow by blow, blow baby blow
And they say care a little less
Lie a little more
Wear a little less
Just a little that's all
Think a little less
Buy a little more
Blink a little less
Just a little that's all
'Mary, Mary, how's your maple grow?'
'With every little knock, at 20p a throw'
'Mary, Mary, have I got far to go?'
'Just let it tell your story blow by blow'