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