Mary had a little lamb. One holy morning. 'Neath the star of Bethlehem. A brand new day was forming. Guided by the shining light. And the angel's voice.
Written by L. Bastian & B. Cannon. . She stepped out of the Taxi, with a suitcase in her hand. And a hand bag too full for her to hold. I felt her body tremble as I took her in my arms.
When I go walkin' down the street. The girls that used to catch my eye don't interest me. I got my mind on you instead. Marilyn Munroe could not turn my head.
Here he comes, Neon Leon. Lookin' so fine, with his gold chains on. Got a customized caddy with the top snapped down. He's known everywhere in town as Neon Leon.
I'm a Monday night football, Friday night pool hall guy. I ain't never been one to let a good time pass me by. You're standin' there statin' you're tired of waitin'.