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 Every time I think that I'm the only one  lonely
 Someone calls  me
 And  now and then I spend my time in rhyme and verse
 And curse those faults  me
 
 And  along comes Mary
 And does she want to give me kicks , and be  steady chick
  give me pick of memories
 Or maybe rather gather tales of all  fails and tribulations
 No  ever sees
 
 When we met I was sure out  lunch
 Now my empty cup tastes  sweet as the punch
 
 When vague desire is the fire in  eyes of chicks
 Whose sickness is  games they play
 And when the masquerade is played and neighbor  make jokes
 As who is most to  today
 
 And  along comes Mary
 And does she want to set them  and let them see reality
 From where  got her name
 And will they  much when told that such a tender touch as hers
 Will  them not the same
 
 When we met I  sure out to lunch
 Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the 
 
 And when the morning  the warning's passed, the gassed
 And flaccid kids are flung across  stars
 The psychodramas and the traumas 
 The songs are left unsung  hung upon the scars
 
  then along comes Mary
 And does she want to see the stains, the dead remains of all the 
 She left the night 
 Or will their waking  reflect the lies, and make them
 Realize their  cry for sight no more
 
 When we met  was sure out to lunch
 Now my empty cup tastes as  as the punch