Sanoja: Sublime. Robbin' The Hood. Mary.

Maybe one breath away
I'll find the words to say
I'll sit and light the bong
I'll hold my hit in real long

I don't know if I can
Go up inside of you tonite
Oh Mary, baby
Please don't fuss and fight

You've heard the line before
Mary, baby, please don't think, I'm a whore
If you come home with me
Turn off the lights, lock up the door and start gettin' busy

I don't know if I can
Go so far up inside you tonite
Mary, baby
I could do it right

When we got to her pad
Mary, baby, started callin' me her dad
As she gave me head
We could not find the damn bed

Fifteen years old plus one
Hotter than a microwave oven
Mary, baby, daddy is comin' home