Who would be a poor man

a beggerman, a thief

if he had a rich man in his hand.

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.

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 gray.

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