Who would be a poor man, a beggar man, a thief -
If he had a rich man in his hand.
And who would steal the candy from a laughing baby's mouth
If he could take it from the money man.
Cross-eyed Mary goes jumping in again.
She signs no contract but she always plays the game.
She dines in Hampstead village on expense accounted gruel,
and the jack-knife barber drops her off at school.
Laughing in the playground-gets no kicks from little boys:
would rather make it with a letching grey.
Or maybe her attention, is drawn by Aqualung
who watches through the railings as they play.
Cross-eyed Mary finds it hard to get along.
She's a poor man's rich girl and she'll do it for a song.
She's a rich man's stealer but her favour's good and strong:
she's the Robin Hood of Highgate-helps the poor man get along.