Here she comes, she´s all dressed up in daises
Half the time, you´d swear that she is crazy
Flowered drinks and low-cut dress
That´s the way I know her best
She says she´s lonely, how could she be?
Every night she´s got company

Oh Marie,
I sure hope you´re happy
Oh Marie,
What about me, Marie

She likes the way she looks in her Camaro
She likes lingerie but he prefers the sombrero
She´s so famous on the block
She stumbles home around four o´clock
She claims the guys are hard to please
She wears teen perfume behind her knees

Oh Marie,
I sure hope you´re happy
Oh Marie,
What about me, Marie

All day long she fills me up with dogma
She´s all magazines and benzedrine and vodka
There was one man she truly loved
He took everything but her bear-skin rug
And now and then it´s clear to me
That need is love and love is need

Oh Marie,
I sure hope you´re happy
Oh Marie,
What about me, Marie

Always an open door
What are you looking for