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