Who would be a poor man
a beggarman, a thief
if he had a rich man in his hand
And 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
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 grey
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 stealer
but her favour's good and strong
She's the Robin Hood of Highgate
helps the poor man get along
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Cross eyed Mary