My father told me, one night when I was eight
"Son you better be careful
Evil it's a woman's flesh"
But I grew up twisted
I never listened to what he said
And I founded my own way 'till the arms of Mary-Jane
A lonely woman wants a lonely man
Lonely like me was Mary-Jane
I meet her on an alley where she used to shake her hips
She came next to me and I lighted her cigarette
We talked and we laughted and suddenly she kissed me
Next thing I remember was Mary taking off her dress
A naked woman drives a man insane
I lose my soul
I lose my name
And I felt in love with Mary-Jane
She moved to live with me and I tried to make her change
But she never left the alley and I started going mad
I founded one night do it with another man
Last thing I remember was Mary bleeding on my bed
Then police came and left here in jail
I lose my soul
I lose my name
A naked woman drives a man insane
I felt in love with Mary-Jane
My father told me but I never listened to what he said
All for the love of Mary-Jane
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