Lady killed a man today
Someone out o' the way
Didn't know what to do or what to say
And she ran, oh as fast as she can
To the nearest garbage
Where she threw his body in with a plastic bag
Covered up the rancid smell and decay of her man
Oh, what a tragic plan

Miss Mary and her man

Mary came up on the floor, never seen such blood
When she heard a man a-thump
she grabbed that six-shooter gun
There was nothing he could do, nothing he could say
He was naked with another woman, screwin' around that day

One! (hey!) two! (hey) three! (hey!) four! (hey!)
Was this for real?
Five! (hey!) six! (hey!) seven! (hey!) eight! (hey!)
She woke up on the floor of the jail
It was just an illusion, toxic thrill
Kill a man and
Thing about miss mary was she took too many pills
Voices in her head are calling out

Miss Mary and her man

She woke up from a dream, seeing blood about
Her husband was innocent, she killed him anyhow
La-la-la la-la-la, la-la-la la-la
La-la la-la la-la-la, la-la la-la la

Oh, miss Mary shootin' about
Killed her man with illusion and doubt