Mary jo living alone. Drinking tea on her own. She wants I don’t know what you want. Mary jo living alone. Drinking gin with the telly's on. She wants. The night to follow day and back again. She doesn’t want to sleep. Well who could blame her if she wants?. The night to follow day and back again. She doesn’t want to sleep. Well who could blame her if she sleeps?. Well who could blame her if she sleeps?. Well who could blame her if she’s sleeping?. Mary Jo back with yourself. For company keep telling yourself you’re young. It’ll happen soon. Mary Jo no one can guess. What you’ve been through. Now you’ve got love to burn. It’s someone else’s turn to go through hell. Now you can see them come from fifty yards. Yeah you can tell. It’s someone else’s turn to take a fall. And now you are the one who’s strong enough to help them. The one who’s strong enough to help them. The one who’s strong enough to help them all. Mary Jo you’re looking thin. You’re reading a book the state I am in. But oh it doesn’t help at all. 'Cause what you want is a cigarette. And a thespian with a caravanette in hull. Your life is never dull in your dreams. A pity that it never seems to work the way you see it. Life is never dull in your head. A sorry tale of action and the men you left for. Women and the men you left for. Intrigue and the men you left for dead