Crazy Mary’s a slogan, who looks up to no one, would do anything for a cold one
And wishes she could find her way home
She’s got the look on her face, and her stare’s like a raygun
As we walk by everyday and, I wish there’s somethin’ I could do for her

Maybe if, I took a little time to talk, then she’d
Heal a little if she wants to, she can run, but let’s teach her how to walk away now
I’ll, shake a little if she wants to, she’ll, laugh a little if she needs to
There’s a key to the door that she’s hiding behind

She watches the world pass her by like a freight train
And they all call her the same names, laughing as they point and stare at her
So she cries, out to God up in heaven, been prayin’ since she was eleven
For Him to send someone to meet her there

And who knows of her thoughts and her dreams, and ideas she’s got
And contains inside, she’s so broken apart
And her heart is still looking for some way to feel alright

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