The problem is
For many years
I lived my life
Publicly
It's hard to find a man I trust
I really trust
And every time
I find someone I like
I got to worry about
If it's me
That they see
Because they're looking for a ride that's free
So I made the choice to be
Good to those who were good to me
Don't judge me
Don't think me bitter
For the evil God's allowed me to see
I'm just Mary, just Mary, just Mary
All day, all night, I'm Mary
Mary, Mary, M.J.B. yeah
Can't be clothes or the car I drive
They don't make the woman
M.J.B., yeah . . .