Lyrics:

Mary gets up at six in the morning
She runs herself a bath while she's brushing her teeth
Six thirty she's styled and dressed
In the kind of rag she laid out before she went to sleep
No one's there but a cup full of coffee
Bored she stares at the morning news

She's feeling cold
Feeling cold
She's feeling cold
Mary's feeling cold

Mary files the papers for the boss
Of Smith Watson's data company, yeah yeah
From nine to five she's doing the duties, uh
Trivial matters, fulfilled with dignity
Seven/eleven Mary lays out a dress for another day
Ten pm back to bed in a warm and cosy way

But Mary's feeling cold
She's feeling cold
Feeling cold
She's feeling cold

Well

She's feeling cold
Feeling cold
Mary's feeling cold
She's feeling cold
She's feeling cold