(molly)

Oh Molly, molly
let’s get on the trolley,
let’s take it
all the way to town.

Oh molly, gosh o
seems like I’m wash o,
seems like I’m
the dregs left on the ground.

Afternoon gets hot,
my brain is not
what I once hoped
it might have been.

Oh molly, molly
if I could get to the trolley,
why, I’d take it
all the way to town.