The Ride

Mary walked into the bar
On a whim one Friday night.
She said “Listen boys,
Let’s not be coy,
Is there a man in sight?
I got needs that need fulfillin’
And a bottle of mulberry wine.
If you’ care to dance with me,
I can blow your mind.

She’s gonna ride.
Little Mary’s gonna ride.
She’s gonna ride, child.
Little Mary’s gonna ride.

Big bad John had tassles on
Looking to meet the masses.
He was tall and lean,
Sharp and clean,
Sweet as molasses.
He said “You can have my lovin’,
To stoke your wildest fires,
But if you ask me, half the seas,
Won’t put out your desire.”

She’s gonna ride.
Little Mary’s gonna ride.
She’s gonna ride, child.
Little Mary’s gonna ride.

(1987)

Lyrics: Wicasta Lovelace
Music: Wicasta Lovelace

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