| Mary, take your big brown eyes and look away
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| You’re searching in vain
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| Mary take your big red heart and turn around
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| They’ll make you insane
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| You know you’re getting beat in the morning
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| Spend the night on the tiles
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| You know you’re only searching for glory
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| But now you’ve gone and missed it by miles
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| Mary, take your healing hands and turn around
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| There’s nothing to save
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| Mary, take you words of love and tear them out
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| They’re starting to fade
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| You know you’re gonna hurt in the morning
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| Spend the night all alone
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| You know you’re only searching for glory
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| But now you gotta face it alone
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| You know you’re getting beat in the morning
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| Spend the night on the tiles
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| You know you’re only searching for glory
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| But now you’ve gone and missed it by miles
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| Mary, you know this life’s so sweet
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| And filled with stuff that ain’t yet dead
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| Mary, you know we both had dreams
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| But you’re the one who got to live them instead |