Mary is my bright red star   She caught the train to work in the morning when she got up   And then she'd call me up, just to wake me up   But she's alright   She's alright      Mary is my bright red star   She likes to look at the pink sky just   Before the day turns dark   And then she'd call me up, just to wind me up   But she's alright   She's alright      Mary is my bright red star   She wears a hat in the sun, pink nails and her bleach blonde locks   And then she'd call me up, so we could meet up   But she's alright   She's alright      Mary is my bright red star   We just talk into the night about nothing in particular   And then she'd hang it up, until she'd wake me up   But she's alright   She's alright   She's alright   She's alright