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