Short Song Lyricbaby Poems

Hey There Mary

Hey there baby 
Won’t stop even if you make me
Listen here from up there in the clouds
Hey there Mary
your words taste like candy
And where the hell
is your baby now?
Let's figure this thing out
Little did I know
Her skin taste like vinyl 
Starting at the top
Of her bodies sundial
A little bit misunderstood
Hey there two face
Why don't you smile
You should come to my
Neck of the woods