Miss Mary took a shower and she showed herself to me
She said that God and all his glory was revealed to her carnally
She said she'd been with no man, but she must have been with me
And when I felt her with my finger, the proof burned my belief

So how much can I stand, I'm just a mortal man
I wring my praying hands, she stands there before me
C'est la vie, whatever that means, la di da
And a Doris Day, que sera sera
C'est la vie, whatever that means, la di da
And a Doris Day, que sera sera

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