| For the sake of Mary I kicked the reds
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| Junked the juice, drink coffee instead
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| Straightened my teeth, bent my back
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| Cut my friends dead from the old rat pack
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| For Mary
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| She bought me this silk suit, watch and chain
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| She put the rhythm in my stride again
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| She showed me the way to make her feel good
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| If I could do more then I surely would
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| For Mary
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| For Mary
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| For the sake of Mary I do what I can
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| She still don’t trust me to be her man
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| I say the right thing but my tiiming’s bad
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| She thinks I’m like the rest, but I’m the best she’s ever had
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| For the sake of Mary
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| I was cook first class on the Belfast B
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| But when she sailed she sailed without me
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| In Needle Pete’s got my last tattoo
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| In bleeding letters of red and blue
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| For Mary
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| For the sake of Mary I changed my drift
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| Got a good job on the graveyard shift
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| She set her heart on a pretty little place
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| I want to see the tears of joy on her face
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| For Mary
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| For the Sake of Mary I keep the flame
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| I don’t want to be the villain again
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| She’s had her bad times and it’s shook her about
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| I don’t want to take the easy way out
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| For the sake of Mary |