No virgin me
For I have sinned
I sold my soul
For sex and gin
Go call a priest
All meek and mild
And tell him Mary
Is no more a child.
It`s raining stones
It`s raining bile
From the luxury
Of your denial
So I don`t deny
I don`t make do
I`ll press alarms
Place bets on truth
I`m so up and down
And I love what`s not allowed
I was lost now I see:
And now I`m growing old
disgracefully
Whatever happened to Mary?
I`ll spit on floors
And do more drugs
Burn every bill
Get drunk on love
Wear next to nothing
In the pouring rain
Be a bad example
And do it all again
I`ll be uncareful
I`ll cause such scenes
And I`ll never talk
Of used-to-be`s
Tattoo my face
I won`t go grey
Be a dancing queen
I`m growing old disgracefully
I`m so up and down
And I love what`s not allowed
I was lost, now I see:
And now I`m growing old
disgracefully
Whatever happened to Mary?
Mary, Mary
Quite contrary