| When I saw you in the meadow
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| I thought I’d be some kind
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| I knew I’d be all yours,
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| My Mary in stilettos
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| It’s hard when you’re the last one left,
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| All that my mind said
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| But it’s only in your head
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| Mary, are you gonna sit around all night?
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| Singing all the pretty songs you like?
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| I could be Mary
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| And you said you’ll take me with you,
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| Show me all the stars I like
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| I knew you can take me there
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| But I couldn’t leave my bedroom
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| It’s hard when you’re the last one left,
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| All that my mind said
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| But it’s only in your head
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| It’s hard when you’re the last one left,
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| All that my mind said
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| But it’s only in your head
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| Mary, are you gonna sit around all night?
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| Singing all the pretty songs you like?
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| I could be Mary
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| Mary, are you gonna sit around all night?
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| Singing all the pretty songs you like?
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| I could be Mary |