| The problem is, for many years
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| I’ve lived my life, publicly
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| So it’s hard for me to find a man I trust
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| I rarely trust
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| And every time I find someone I like
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| Gotta worry about if it’s really me That they see
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| And I thought you were the one, oh 1 — Deep inside I wish that you could see
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| That I’m just plain old Mary
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| Mary
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| I don’t have a lot of friends
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| And sometimes I have to wonder
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| Is it cash they see when they look at me Cause they’re looking for a ride that’s free
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| So I made the choice to be Good to those who were good to me Don’t judge me or think I’m bitter
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| For the evil God’s allowed me to see
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| I’m just Mary
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| 2 — I’m just Mary, just Mary, just Mary
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| It’s the car I drive
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| The clothes I wear
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| The diamonds, the furs, and the house
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| Don’t make the woman
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| So I need someone
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| To stand by me And supply my needs
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| And I’m just plain old Mary |