Mary Mary

No virgin me For I have sinned I sold my soul For s*x 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 --- Mary Mary - Chumbawamba