Who would be a poor man a beggerman, a thief if he had a rich man in his hand Who would steal the candy from a laughing baby's mouth if he could take it from the money man
Cross-eyed Mary goes jumping in again She signs no contract but she always plays the game She dines in Hampstead village on expense accounted gruel and the jack knife barber drops her off at school
Laughing in the playground gets no kicks from little boys would rather make it with a letching gray Or maybe her attention is drawn by Aqualung who watches through the railings as they play
Cross-eyed Mary finds it hard to get along. She's a poor man's rich girl and she'll do it for a song She's a rich man's stealer but her favour's good and strong She's the Robin Hood of Highgate helps the poor man get alongTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.