Mary´s on the black top
There´s a husband in
the dog house
In the middle of a shakedown
She got
quiet as a church mouose
She found Raleigh´s on
the dashboard
Sugar daddy caught a polocar
Ain´t no solitary
tap dance way down here
I swear I´s riding
on a field mouse
we were dancin´ in the slaughterhouse
If you swing along the beltway
then you skid along the all day
cause I went a little crazy
and I sat upon a high chair
And I´m smokin like a diesel
way out here
Blow wind blow - blow me away here -
blow wind blow [x2]