M,J,B
Mary Jayne's Bloomers!
Lend me your ear dear Iv'e something to tell
of the secrets in Draysmoyle Lane.
It happened one night when I got such a fright,
as I looked through the trees I fell on my knees
causing me endless pain.
I looked and I looked just to make sure
that what I saw was not just a dream.
As a branch from a tree fell on top of me
causing me to let out a scream.
What could I say? What could I do?
Why it all happened so fast.
But all I could see right before me
were Mary Jayne's bloomers half mast.
Mary Jayne's Bloomers, Iv'e heard all the rumours
and now you confirm them all true.
Now you've told the tale of Draysmoyle Lane
who needs a friend like you.
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