| Mary, you are out of breath, Mary
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| Mary, rest on the beach, Mary
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| Mary, he's gone, and it's not a problem, Mary
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| Mary, what are your years, Mary
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| Chorus:
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| Mary doesn't trust anyone now, Mary
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| Mary, crying bitterly, Mary
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| Mary, this is your first loss.
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| Mary stop crying
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| Life is such a thing, Mary
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| Mary, where poetry is, there is prose
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| Mary, where there are thorns, there are roses,
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| And in the yard there are guitars and wine
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| And the guys have been waiting for you for a long time
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| Mary, you went on a spree, Mary
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| Mary, you kissed for trouble, Mary
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| Mary, you fell in love with misfortune, Mary
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| Mary, it's hard to be an angel in hell, Mary
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| Chorus:
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| Mary doesn't trust anyone now, Mary
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| Mary, crying bitterly, Mary
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| Mary, this is your first loss.
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| Mary stop crying
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| Life is such a thing, Mary
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| Mary, where poetry is, there is prose
|
| Mary, where there are thorns, there are roses,
|
| And in the yard there are guitars and wine
|
| And the guys have been waiting for you for a long time
|
| Mary doesn't trust anyone now, Mary
|
| Mary, crying bitterly, Mary
|
| Mary, this is your first loss.
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| Mary stop crying
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| Life is such a thing, Mary
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| Mary, where poetry is, there is prose
|
| Mary, where there are thorns, there are roses,
|
| And in the yard there are guitars and wine
|
| And the guys have been waiting for you for a long time
|
| Mary, where poetry is, there is prose
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| Mary, where there are thorns, there are roses,
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| And in the yard there are guitars and wine
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| And the guys have been waiting for you for a long time
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| Life is such a thing, Mary |