Mary

Written by：Bradley Nowell

Maybe one breath away

I'll find the words to say

I'll sit and light the bong

I'll hold my hit in real long

I don't know if I can go up inside of you tonite

Oh Mary baby please don't fuss and fight

You've heard the line before

Mary baby please don't think I'm a whore

If you come home with me

Turn off the lights lock up the door and start gettin' busy

I don't know if I can go so far up

Inside you tonite

Mary baby I could do it right

When we got to her pad

Mary baby started callin' me her dad

As she gave me head

We could not find the damn bed

Fifteen years old plus one

Hotter than a microwave oven

Mary baby daddy is comin' home