Mary behind the counter
Looking sad, looking solemn
Serious, soft-spoken
Has friends but never calls them

Mary behind the counter
Says the end is coming soon now
There's no room for the sinners
That I should understand now

I need to be a better man
Don't change slowly, don't change slowly

She said the good Lord's ways
Are wonderful and strange
Can I have a moment of your time?
I promise you it'll change your life

I said don't you try to tell me dear
That God is something I should fear
I didn't come to hear your religious views
Now that's enough, begone with you

Mary behind the counter
Apprehends me as I'm leaving
Crying on my shoulder
Telling me she isn't teasing