Margaret Mary

Baby, what's the big idea?

It's all an awful lie.

I heard there was no one there

When Cupid learned to fly.

And I heard there's a

Whore in Harlem,

Never turns a whiskey down.

And I heard she makes easy money,

Sleeping in her wedding gown.



There's no place like home.

There's no place like home.

There's no place like Kansas City.



Margaret Mary,

You know what this means.

You'll always be a part of me,

But there'll always be

A lifetime on the in-between.