Sister Mary

Sister Mary bought herself a magnum 44 just being bored of her life on the pink
Pink pillow in her big black bed
She lies there thinking, what a pretty little thing, I'd like to make her sing
Or maybe I should get something for my thirst first

Sister Mary makes her way downstairs to the local bar
To get some peace of mind in a glass of gin
When a big fat man in a yellow suit wearing Gucci shoes
Calls her a two-bit looser and a bitch

But it won't take long for a sober man to get drunk enough
To change his mind and to ask her for a dance
She looks at him and wonders what's gonna kill her first
His breath or a bullet from her gun

Mary oh, Mary oh, oh Mary oh, I wrote a song to you
Mary oh, Mary oh, oh Mary oh, every little word's to you

Sister Mary blows a fuse and throws her drink in his face
And Gino the guido slaps her around
And there I am just watching, saying nothing to her defense
The loser, that's me my friend