I don't like to boast
But our trouble is the most
Ma-ma-magical in Amsterdam
(And she won, she won)
So if you have beer
Apollo, sit on my rear
And play him like a piano man
(I will, I will)
Cause I love, love, cause I love, love
You better than, you better than
My darkest sin
Russian hookers, and cheap gin
I think I could be fine
If I could be Mary Jane Holland tonight
I think we'd have a good time
If you'd meet me and Mary Jane Holland tonight
Mary! Jane! Holland!
Mary! Jane! Holland!
I know that Mom and Dad think I'm a mess
But it's alright, because
I am rich as piss
When I ignite the flames and put you in my mouth
The grass heats up my insides and my brunette starts to sprout
ducing, ladies and gentleman, Mary Jane Holland!
I think I could be fine
If I could be Mary Jane Holland tonight