Who would be a poor man, a beggarman, a thief

If he had a rich man in his hand?

And who would steal the candy from a laughing baby's mouth

If he could take it from the money man?

Cross-eyed Mary goes jumping in again

She signs no contract, but she always plays the game

She dines in Hampstead village on expense accounted gruel

And the jack-knife barber drops her off at school



Laughing in the playground, gets no kicks from little boys

Would rather make it with a letching grey

Or maybe her attention is drawn by Aqualung

Who watches through the railings as they play

Cross-eyed Mary finds it hard to get along

She's a poor man's rich girl and she'll do it for a song.

She's a rich man stealer, but her favour's good and strong:

She's the Robin Hood of Highgate, helps the poor man get along.



Laughing in the playground, gets no kicks from little boys

Would rather make it with a letching grey

Or maybe her attention is drawn by Aqualung

Who watches through the railings as they play 

Cross-eyed Mary goes jumping in again

She signs no contract, but she always plays the game

She dines in Hampstead village on expense accounted gruel

And the jack-knife barber drops her off at school



Cross-eyed Mary

Oh, Mary

Oh, cross-eyed Mary