Little Mary takes a walk. With her perfect hair and a perfect heart. And happy as can be. Little Mary. Mary it’s just visual I don’t think it’s real. Inside I think she’s me. Well I could be wrong could be right. Don’t think it matters. Cause little Mary sings her song and wipes away her tears. Little Mary don’t you worry. Perfect all around. No wounds or worries on your head. Just please come back down. Drop a line my way. You Say it Mary say it Mary. Don’t be afraid to reveal. It’s this preconceived notion that everybody's got. That little girls are perfect and angry they are not. And little Mary don’t you worry. Perfect all around. No wounds or worries on your head. Just please come back down. Oh little Mary. Don’t you jump now. Little Mary show them who you are. Show them what you are. and Little Mary takes a fall. All the way to heaven. Her feelings always trapped inside her perfect little heart. Her image is secure. She had to do what she had to do. To keep a perfect little Mary. It’s always a perfect little Mary that falls she falls. And it’s always a perfect little Mary that falls. Mary falls. Little Mary don’t you worry. Perfect all around. No wounds or worries on your head. Just please come back down