Joseph he was a macho man I tried to make him understand Even I am a human being Not some kind of virginal machine That night we walked in through the door He told me he was cold and tired Then he pushed me to the floor And once again our love expired But I'm not gonna cry I'm gonna bite my tongue and try To dream of immaculate conception Angels in the sky taught me how to fly They sing about immaculate, immaculate conception No no no no no No no no no no no no No no no no no No no no no no no no He screamed: You name's Mary, mild and demure From your thighs, a baby I'll procure Your name's Mary, mild and demure From your thighs, a baby I'll procure Your name's Mary, mild and demure From your thighs, a baby I'll procure Your name's Mary, mild and demure From your thighs, a baby I'll procure Immaculate conception All I wanna do is fly away from you I just wanna get away from you Now my Joseph was asleep I decided to take flight I called a man with a donkey And fled with my baby into the dark night I said my name's Mary, mild and demure From my thighs, a baby God's procured I said my name's Mary, mild and demure From my thighs, a baby God's procured And I heard him on the horizon: MARY! And I felt him in my parlour: Mary And I swore I saw him in the leaves And I swore I saw him in the leaves
Joseph he was a macho man I tried to make him understand Even I am a human being Not some kind of virginal machine That night we walked in through the door He told me he was cold and tired Then he pushed me to the floor And once again our love expired But I'm not gonna cry I'm gonna bite my tongue and try To dream of immaculate conception Angels in the sky taught me how to fly They sing about immaculate, immaculate conception No no no no no No no no no no no no No no no no no No no no no no no no He screamed: You name's Mary, mild and demure From your thighs, a baby I'll procure Your name's Mary, mild and demure From your thighs, a baby I'll procure Your name's Mary, mild and demure From your thighs, a baby I'll procure Your name's Mary, mild and demure From your thighs, a baby I'll procure Immaculate conception All I wanna do is fly away from you I just wanna get away from you Now my Joseph was asleep I decided to take flight I called a man with a donkey And fled with my baby into the dark night I said my name's Mary, mild and demure From my thighs, a baby God's procured I said my name's Mary, mild and demure From my thighs, a baby God's procured And I heard him on the horizon: MARY! And I felt him in my parlour: Mary And I swore I saw him in the leaves And I swore I saw him in the leaves
