MexicanParrot

Legend tells of a frightful sight Eating away in the dark of night The subtle grace of moon's small light From mirror's reach of stark and slight Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary Twirling slowly in the mirror Light of candle, caress her Who comes to the name of 'Mary' Neck so slender does she taste Not a drop of life she'll waste Eyes glow red with anxious haste As trickles of life line her face Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary Twirling slowly in the mirror Pools of life sustain her Who comes to the name of 'Mary'