Mary Lee

Mother is fucked up, Father is fucked up

But they're not as fucked up as me

This dear has trestles hanging to her ankles

This dear's far wiser than me

'What's that sound?', the sound of Mary Lees heart breaking

She used to be my one and only true love

'What's that sound?', the sound of Mars and Venus clashing

Every time that girl hitches up her skirt

She and me should drink more whiskey

Oh Mary Lee forgive me I am tempted, I am tempted

She and I should drink more wine

Mary Lee all this time I've been thinking of drinking with another

On line 22, of page 36 of the book she was reading contained both our names

I took this to mean we were meant to be and I would be leaving my sweet Mary Lee