Fried Chicken/Mary, Mary

Mary won’t you come out of yonder tree
Mary 'cause I want you down here with me
See, I know the place with the good fried chicken
With biscuits and gravy and all the fixings
I said Mary, don’t you wanna?
Mary, won’t you come with me?
Mary, don’t you hide under all the books?
Small little girl with the bad good looks
See, I know the place with the good fried chicken
With biscuits and gravy and all the fixings
I said Mary, don’t you wanna?
Mary, won’t you come with me?
Mary-Mary, don’t freak that Boogaloo…
Mary-Mary, don’t freak it no more…