| Mary Ann
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| I’m back on my feet again
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| Call me if you feel like it
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| I’m around
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| Remember how
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| We used to always hang around
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| 'Fore I started feeling down?
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| Remember that?
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| All this time alone
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| I’ve painted the walls
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| Inside my home
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| Hiding like a dog
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| That wandered too far
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| Away from home
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| Mary Ann, my dear
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| I think it’s only been a year
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| Since I up and disappeared
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| For way too long
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| What can I say
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| I weave it like a daisy chain
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| And it hit me like a freight train
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| And I was gone
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| Mary Ann, I know
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| It’s hard to hold on
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| For very long
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| But try to comprehend
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| The way that we used to be
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| The best of friends
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| Mary Ann
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| I’m back on my feet again
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| I know I don’t deserve it
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| Call me up sometime
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| Until you do
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| I’ll do me and you do you
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| Not the type to see it through
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| But I’m gonna try |