Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary Songtext
von Lisa Loeb
Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary Songtext
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells, and cockle shells
And pretty maids all in a row
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells, and cockle shells
And pretty maids all in a row
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells, and cockle shells
And pretty maids all in a row
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells, and cockle shells
And pretty maids all in a row
Writer(s): Lisa A. Loeb Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
