Mary, you are so prettynAll the boys just want to have younMary, it's such a pitynThat you haven't got a cluenIf it's what you want, you could have any of themnBut you don't really carenSo lift up your skirt and let down your hairnnMary, what would you give fornA face like that and a waist so slight?nMary, we only live fornEvery Friday and Saturday nightnDoes your mother know you borrow all of her clothesnThey sure look good on younYou really have begun to fill her shoes, marynnTeachers cry and tell us we're going straight to hellnMary, you and menWe laugh and wonder what it is they meannWe treat a broken heart, parking ticket stylenOnce you've got one, you can't got another for a little whilennOne day we're both going to seenCheap ain't freenWe stumble and wonder why things don't add upnWe keep adding those numbers, oh why won't they seenWe just want to be lovednWe just want to be lovednnWe just want to be lovednCheap ain't free