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Along Comes Mary

Bloodhound Gang

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1. Every times I think that I'm the only one who's lonely
someone calls on me.
And every now and then I spend my time at rhyme and verse and curse
those faults in me.
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And then along comes Mary. Mary Mary. Then along comes Mary. Mary Mary.
And does she want to give me kicks and be my steady chick
and give me pick of memories.
Or maybe rather gather tales from all the fails
and tribulations no one ever sees.
When we met I was sure out to lunch.
Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch. Sweet as the punch.
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2. When vague desire is the fire in the eyes of chicks whose sickness
is the games they play.
And when the masquerade is played and neighbor folks make jokes as who
is most to blame today.
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And then along comes Mary. Mary Mary. Then along comes Mary. Mary Mary.
And does she want to set them free and let them see reality
from where she got her name.
And will they struggle much when told that such a tender touch of hers
Will make them not the same.      
When we met I was sure out to lunch.
Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch. Sweet as the punch.
3. And when the morning of warnings passed the gassed and flacid kids
are flung across the stars.
The psychodramas and the traumas gone the songs are left unsung and
hung upon the scars.
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And then along comes Mary. Mary Mary. Then along comes Mary. Mary Mary.
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And does she want to see the strains the dead remains of all the pains
She left the night before.   
Or will their waking eyes reflect the lies
and make them realize their urgent cry      for sight no more.
When we met I was sure out to lunch.
Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch. Sweet as the punch.

Along Comes Mary

Bloodhound Gang

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