Mary, what can I do
to make you feel same as I do?
Stow me away to Ballico Bay
But I’ve got no sea legs at all
Sailors, they know the score
They don’t come to port every storm
They’ve got fair weather gals
and rainy day dames
and they’re gone on the wing before dawn
Man overboard against all of the evidence
Girl under seige doth protest
that she wants to be alone
The clown’s in the water
The ship’s pulling out
The circus won’t ever leave town
He sees a lover and
she sees another man overboard
So she channels Garbo
Carves a halo of smoke
Still he spies through his watery eyes
and cries Mary, what can I do?
The clown’s in the water
The ship’s pulling out
The circus won’t ever leave town
He sees a lover and
she sees another man overboard
another man overboard
another man overboard