| Mary Claire, get outta my song
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| Mary Claire, get outta my song
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| Well I just want to sing about the blue skies
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| And I just want to focus on the good vibes
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| Then just when I’m feeling better
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| You come to mind and then I
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| Just want to die again
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| Mary Claire, get outta my song
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| Mary Claire, get outta my song
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| Well I just wish that you never existed
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| Then I’m sure that I could hear the muses
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| There’s so much anticipation
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| This has to be a great song
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| You’re standing in my way
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| Well I just want to write something of substance
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| To justify why anyone should listen
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| I could sing about anything
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| The wonders of simply being
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| Instead of repeating your name
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| Mary Claire, Mary Claire
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| Mary Claire, Mary Claire
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| Mary Claire, Mary Claire
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| Mary Claire, Mary Claire
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| Mary Claire, Mary Claire |