Lyrics Mary Ann - Paris Street

Mary Ann's shenanigans have not yet worn thin on me
Because she's shenaniganning while she's grinding on my knee
And her face is far too close to mine and she reeks of Jack or Crown
But she subtly lifts her skirt every time my gaze moves down

Mary Ann wants a man who will bite hard on her breasts
I tell her, 'speak of the devil', and can tell there's interest
But I know this game enough to know for worse or (likely) better
This will be the one and only time that we will share together

But she then moves back too quickly and she falls right off her stool
And I help her up as her sister comes and gives a stern rebuke
Reminding Mary Ann she's had three back surgeries
She's stunned sober – there will be no more grinding on my knee

She is given only water for the next hour or so
There is still a spark of mischief but no fuel to make it go
And before she leaves I admit that I'm still weirdly smitten
She smiles, hobbles away, coccyx sore and breasts unbitten