Story Behind The Song

Just another story about a Catholic girl gone wild

Song Description

As above, with a blues/rock accompaniment.

Lyrics

Mary Magdalena, M&M to her friends, The nuns taught her to play the violin, But the first line of a song doesn't tell you where it ends, And you got no idea where's she been
She met a singer songwriter with a her potty-mouth, Seduced her with a maudlin country ode, Violin became a fiddle and then everything went south, Now forty weeks a year she's on the road
(Chorus) M&M will be a party girl, as long as she's able, She's laid just about everything but the Atlantic cable, Ain't a substance she ain't tried, Ain't a brain cell she ain't fried, She can dance all night and drink you under the table
(verses) M&M don't give a damn if you think she's a tramp,, Fidelity took too high a toll, She dumped that singer songwriter & got a bigger amp, Cause all the hot guys play rock n roll.
As long as she keeps playin it's a party every night,, M&M don't plan too far ahead, She doesn't save her money, the futures always bright,, As long as there's somebody in her bed.
(Repeat Chorus)