Mary is my bright red star
She caught the train to work in the morning when she got up
And then she´d call me up, just to wake me up
But she´s alright
She´s alright

Mary is my bright red star
She likes to look at the pink sky just before the day turns dark
And then she´d call me up, just to wind me up
But she´s alright
She´s alright

Mary is my bright red star
She wears a hat in the sun, pink nails and her bleach blond locks
And then she´d call me up, so we could meet up
But she´s alright
She´s alright

Mary is my bright red star
We just talk into the night about nothing in particular
And then she´d hang me up, until she´d wake me up
But she´s alright
She´s alright
She´s alright
She´s alright.