| I met Mary on a moonless night
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| Her starry eyes could make the world look bright
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| Young and perfect, and full of life
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| She said, «we're gonna make it out one night»
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| We’re gonna make it out one night
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| As time passed, we both got old
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| From the bar she lived above, she sat and wrote
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| By the light of blue and yellow neon sign
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| She wrote, «we're gonna make it out one night»
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| We’re gonna make it out one night
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| So go on work all your angles out
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| Get a plan together, get your demons out
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| Cause Mary the world wants to bring you down
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| But don’t you let ‘em
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| I ran into her in Union Square
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| Her starry eyes were looking dim and scared
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| With a cigarette providing all the light
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| She said, «we're gonna make it out one night»
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| We’re gonna make it out one night
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| It rained the night I said goodbye
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| When I lit her candle I never thought to cry
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| Cause Mary, you never were the staying kind
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| You were gonna make it out one night
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| You were gonna make it out one night
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| So go on work all your angles out
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| Get a plan together, get your demons out
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| Cause Mary the world wants to bring you down
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| But don’t you let ‘em
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| There’s a moment that we change
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| And we fall along the way
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| Cause we’re not looking when we run
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| And if that moment never comes
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| Save your breath, we only get so many trips around the sun
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| And there’s no lucky stars
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| So go on work all your angles out
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| Get a plan together, get your demons out
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| Cause Mary the world wants to bring you down
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| But don’t you let ‘em |