Spoken: (The Hail Mary) No virgin me for I have sinned I sold my soul for s** and gin Go call a priest all meek and mild And tell him, 'Mary no more a child' It's raining stones, it's raining bile From the luxury of your denial So I don't deny, I don't make do I'll press alarms, place bets on truth I'm so up and down And I love what's not allowed I was lost, now I see And now I Whatever happened to Mary Whatever happened to Mary Whatever happened to Mary Whatever happened to Mary Whatever happened to I'll spit on floors and do more d** Burn every bill, get drunk on love Wear next to nothing in the pouring rain Be a bad example and do it all again I'll be un-careful, I And I Tattoo my face, I won't go gray Be a dancing queen, I I'm so up and down And I love what's not allowed I was lost, now I see And now I Whatever happened to Mary Whatever happened to Mary Whatever happened to Mary Whatever happened to Mary Whatever happened to Mary, Mary, Mary quite contrary Mary, Mary, Mary quite contrary Mary, Mary, Mary quite contrary Mary, Mary, Mary quite contrary Spoken in reverse: (The Hail Mary)