Billie Jo Spears - Marty Gray Lyrics

Big Jimmy Baker and Marty Gray met at a teenage party
Jimmy took Marty to school the next day, both of them were tardy
Sittin' in the parking lot talking over things, waitin' for the morning bell to ring
Two little love birds loose on wing, Jimmy Baker and Marty

Kids in love, now what can you do, but listen to the cooing
Pretty, little, blonde haired Marty Gray, does your mama know what you're doing?
Bet your mama don't know what you're doing

Big Jimmy Baker's on the football team, Marty's wearin' his sweater
Listen to 'em talking in the locker room, man, he's a real go getter
Telling Marty 'bout the facts of life, and says there'll never be other
Someday she's gonna be his wife, he learned that line from his brother

Kids in love, now what can you do, but listen to the cooing
Pretty, little, blonde haired Marty Gray, does your mama know what you're doing?
Bet your mama don't know what you're doing

Down at the drive-in Friday night, didn't come to see the movie
Parked in back and away from the light, Jimmy says, "Isn't this groovy?"
Under the seat, a bottle in a bag made to affect the senses
Poured out a drink for Marty Gray, and broke down her defenses

Kids in love, now what can you do, but listen to the cooing
Pretty, little, blonde haired Marty Gray, does your mama know what you're doing?
Bet your mama don't know what you're doing

Big Jimmy Baker and Marty Gray, no longer goin' together
The fire of love burned out they say, Marty's feelin' under the weather
Town turns out to have a big day, the football hero's goin' away
But Marty's got the price to pay and Jimmy's gonna let her

Kids in love, now what can you do, but listen to the cooing
Pretty, little, blonde haired Marty Gray, does your mama know what you're doing?
Bet your mama don't know what you're doing
Bet your mama don't know what you're doing