Cross-Eyed Mary

Mary

Hey, who would be a poor man, a beggarman, a thief
If he had a rich man in his hand
And who would steal the candy from a laughing baby's mouth
If he could take it from the money man
Hey, Cross-Eyed Mary goes jumping in again
She signs no contract but she always plays the game
She dines in Hampstead village on expense accounted gruel
And the jack-knife barber drops her off at school

Laughing at the playground, gets no kicks from little boys
Would rather make it with a letching grey
Or maybe her attention is drawn by Aqualung
Watches through the railings as they play
Hey, Cross-Eyed Mary finds it hard to get along
She's a poor man's rich girl and she'll do it for a song
But she's a rich man stealer, oh, and her favor's good and strong
She's the Robin Hood of Highgate, helps the poor man get along, watch out

Cross-Eyed Mary


Thank you all very much, thank you, we'll see you again some time, eh
Bye, bye, now, bye, bye, bye, bye