Dad says that I can't go down to picture show 'Cause she'd open my eyes and surely I'd realize That mom's ashamed of the way She's blamed for that trash that she brought in Those lashes and cotton
Oh Lord Marilyn and me Marilyn and me Young man you'll see she'll make you believe
Uncle comes down from the big city town And he takes me on out and without a doubt I'm sitting there with my eyes locked in stare And she's staring at me I'll do what I please Oh Lord
Marilyn and me Marilyn and me Young man you'll see she'll make you believe
