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 (repeat)