Lyrics Halloween Mary - P.F. Sloan, Frank Black

Halloween Mary

You think you look cute in your tin-plated suit
You don’t need a can opener to get through to you
The wig hat on your head keeps your mind thinkin' straight
You’re the duchess of «in» dancin' on a golden plate
Ooh-wee, Halloween Mary
Rules are just tools for you to use when you feel
You’re ridin' on a sports broom actin' like nothing’s real
Your bell-bottom knees always keeps you in style
Even the swami thinks you’re wild for an October child
Ooh, pretty scary, Halloween Mary
With your hypnotic eyes, you see through everyone
The Saran wrapped bodies start lookin' for someplace to run
Your pointed red fingernails keep time to the tune
Your hands hold the earth, your feet’s on the moon
And you’re somethin' else, Halloween Mary
You never give an opinion, you nod your head up and down
You’re not lookin' for nothin', it’s already been found
Your transistor boot lets you know where you’re at
You’re a rock 'n' roll singin' acrobat
Woo-hoo, top ten, Halloween Mary
You’ve played every game, you’ve sung every song
You know you’re always right, everyone else is wrong
Your subjects, they pray to you, three times a day to you
They’re buildin' your shrine on Sunset and Vine
That’s to know that you’re mine
Ooh, something else, Halloween Mary