(Now all I need is a little guitar and a male vocalist.)

Mary doesn't blush like she used to
She doesn't wear her heart on her sleeve
Mary still plays at being a virgin, a virgin
But Mary can't hid her moves from me

What Mommy doesn't know
And Daddy doesn't know
Won't hurt this girl
She's going to take the world
She's going to make me
-- go crazy

For the modest librarian with her hair up tight
She rocks all night
Pretends nobody's looking
But she's sure got her hooks in me

What Mommy doesn't know
And Daddy doesn't know
Won't hurt this girl
She is the whole world
Merry go round cause Mary goes down
Merry go round cause Mary goes down
Merry go round cause Mary goes down

Sexy and wild behind closed doors
Couldn't ask for more
Then by morning, without warning
She's their angel again
Pure, sweet and clean

What Mommy doesn't know
And Daddy doesn't know
Merry go round - Mary goes down
Merry go round - Mary goes down
I said Mary goes round
And Mary gets down with me

(not from personal experiences - inspired by some rock music)

6/16/06

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