Mary, Mary quite contrary how does your garden grow Girl I betcha, I could wetcha really nice and slow One day Mary she got tired, and left me on my own I wonder if Mary knows, that I'm all alone
I started goin out my mind, each and every day girl I'm tryin to fight this lonliness, in a different way Cause deep within my heart was empty, and without a plea I looked up and saw Marys face, comin to rescue me Now Marys mine, and I love her all the time I'm thinkin of her, one of a kind You'l discover, devine there is none other Marys mine, drives me crazy Cause she's my baby Mary, Mary quite contrary how does your garden grow
Mary and Jamie in a tree, K I S S I N G First came love, then came marriage Mary where our baby, cause your baby Jamie Junior was his name, I wanna be like his old man That was his claim to fame, ohhh baby my love My love Mary, Mary quite contrary... How does your garden grow?