Оригинален текст
I was afraid because Mary-Louise was in town,
She could suck all the air around herself and sell it on,
When she's in town, the birds storm out from their trees,
When she's in town, the birds come out for fear of missing out,
Oh and I found her, she was all about hanging out,
She's a nasty piece of work, but we figured out,
Still when she's in town hours slip away,
When she's in town, the birds come out for fear of missing out,
When she's about, hours disappear,
When she's in town, birds come out for fear of missing out.