The Dead South - Miss Mary lyrics
[The Dead South - Miss Mary lyrics]
Lady killed a man today
Somewhere out of the way
Didn't know what to do or what to say
And she ran oh as fast as she can
To the nearest garbage
Where she threw his body in
With a plastic bag
To cover up the rancid smell
And decay of her man oh, what a tragic plan
Miss Mary and her man
Never killed no one before
Never seen such blood
When she heard a man a'thump
She grabbed that six-shooter gun
There was nothin' he could do
Nothin' he could say
He was naked with another woman
Screwin' around that day
One! (Hey) Two! (Hey) Three! (Hey) Four! (Hey)
Was this for real?
Five! (Hey) Six! (Hey) Seven! (Hey) Eight! (Hey)
She woke up on the floor of the jail
Was just an illusion, a toxic thrill
Kill a man, and
Thing about Miss Mary was she
Took too many pills
Voices in her head are calling out
Miss Mary and her man
She woke up from a dream seein' blood about
Her husband was innocent
She killed him anyhow
La la la la, la la la la
La la la la la, la la la la
Oh, Miss Mary, shootin' about
Killed a man with illusion and doubt oh
Somewhere out of the way
Didn't know what to do or what to say
And she ran oh as fast as she can
To the nearest garbage
Where she threw his body in
With a plastic bag
To cover up the rancid smell
And decay of her man oh, what a tragic plan
Miss Mary and her man
Never killed no one before
Never seen such blood
When she heard a man a'thump
She grabbed that six-shooter gun
There was nothin' he could do
Nothin' he could say
He was naked with another woman
Screwin' around that day
One! (Hey) Two! (Hey) Three! (Hey) Four! (Hey)
Was this for real?
Five! (Hey) Six! (Hey) Seven! (Hey) Eight! (Hey)
She woke up on the floor of the jail
Was just an illusion, a toxic thrill
Kill a man, and
Thing about Miss Mary was she
Took too many pills
Voices in her head are calling out
Miss Mary and her man
She woke up from a dream seein' blood about
Her husband was innocent
She killed him anyhow
La la la la, la la la la
La la la la la, la la la la
Oh, Miss Mary, shootin' about
Killed a man with illusion and doubt oh