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Miss Mary Mack Songtext
von Liz Phair

Miss Mary Mack Songtext

Miss Mary Mack, Puerto Rican Black
Said that she′d do anything to get out of Jackson
She said to Jackson
She asked her mother for 20 grand
'Cause she said her rent had got out of hand
She said out of hand

She was so high, she touched the sky
She didn′t come down until she almost died
She didn't come down until she almost died

And her mother said, "Mary, I can't help more than I do"
"I don′t have enough love left for you"

Miss Mary Mack, about to crack
′Cause she said her man hauled off, he hauled and smacked her
She said he smacked her
She asked her brother for 20 grand
'Cause she said her debts had got out of hand
She said out of hand


She was so high, she touched the sky
She didn′t come down until she almost died
She didn't come down until she almost died

And her brother said, "Mary, I can′t help more than I do"
"I don't have enough money for you"

But Mary said
"Ticket to ride White Line Highway
Tell all your friends they could go my way"
Ticket to ride White Line Highway
Tell all your friends they could go my way
Ticket to ride, they could go my way
Tell all your friends, tell all your friends

Miss Mary Mack, Puerto Rican Black (Miss Mary Mack, Puerto Rican Black)
Said that she was born down south
Mississippi Jack (said that she was born down south, Mississippi Jack)
She said to Jack (she said to Jack)
Miss Mary Mack, Puerto Rican Black (Miss Mary Mack, Puerto Rican Black)
Said she′d probably die down south
Mississippi shack (said that she was born down south, Mississippi Jack)
She said to shack (She said to shack)


She was so high (she was so high)
She touched the sky (she touched the sky)
She didn't come down until she almost died
She didn't come down until she almost died
She didn′t come down until she almost died

"Mary, I can′t help more than I do
I don't have enough time left for you"

But Mary said
"Ticket to ride White Line Highway
Tell all your friends they could go my way"
Ticket to ride White Line Highway
Tell all your friends they could go my way
Ticket to ride, they could go my way
Tell all your friends, tell all your friends

Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack
All dressed in black, black, black
With silver buttons, buttons, buttons
All down her back, back, back
She asked her mother, mother, mother
For 50 cents, cents, cents
To see the elephants, elephants, elephants, elephants, elephants
Jump over the fence, fence

They jumped so high, high, high (high, high)
They touched the sky, sky, sky (sky)
They didn′t come back, back, back
'Til fourth of July, -ly, -ly
It was a lie, lie, lie
It was a lie

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