When you're waltzing down the High Street   Singing that sweet French perfume song   Looking out for the boys who could sing along      Moving like a dancer on the ballroom floor   Sweet ballerina got me begging for more   When you're rolling your eyes behind your Dior shades      Bloody Mary, the queen of the ball   Bloody Mary, you want it all   I've been looking for you, looking for me      I like sugar in my woman more than saccharine   Too much sweet talk make a nice boy mean   All in all, Mary, you're no good for me      Just like a bee-sting, babe, you're a pain in my heart   Hurting me more and more   You get me down on my knees when you talk dirty to me      Bloody Mary, the queen of the ball   Bloody Mary, you want it all   I've been looking for you      Bloody Mary   Bloody Mary   Bloody Mary   Bloody Mary      You know that Madame Palm and her five sweet daughters   Couldn't give a man what the doctor ordered   Ooh, Mary, I love the way you turn it on      Bloody Mary, the queen of the ball   Bloody Mary, you want it all   I've been looking for you      Bloody Mary   Bloody Mary   Bloody Mary   Bloody Mary      You know that Madame Palm and her five sweet daughters   Couldn't give a man what the doctor ordered   Ooh, Mary, I love the way you turn it on   I told, ooh, Mary, I love the way you turn it on      Ooh bloody Mary