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Verso 1: Am Bm Everytime I think that I'm the only one who's lonely Am7 Bm someone calls on me. Am Bm And every now and then I spend my time at rhyme and verse Am7 Bm and curse those faults in me. E A E7 A And then along comes Mary. E A E7 And does she want to give me kicks, and be my steady chick A E A D G And give me pick of mem..or..ies? B E B E Or maybe rather gather tales from all the fails B E A and tribulations no one ever sees? Dm Em F When we met I was sure out to lunch, F D Am Am Bm Am Bm Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch. Verso 2: Am Bm When vague desire is the fire in the eyes of chicks, Am7 Bm whose sickness is the games they play. Am Bm And when the masquerade is played and neighbor folks make jokes Am7 Bm at who is most to blame today. E A E7 A And then along comes Mary. E A E7 And does she want to set them free, and let them see reality? A E A D G From where she got her name. B E And will they struggle much.. B E B E when told that such a tender touch of hers will make them not E7 the same? Dm Em F When we met I was sure out to lunch. F D Am Am Bm Am Bm Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch. Verso 3: Am And when the morning of the warning's passed, Bm Am7 Bm the gassed and flaccid kids are flung across the stars. Am The psychodramas and the traumas gone Bm Am7 Bm the songs are left unsung and hung upon the scars. E A E7 A And then along comes Mary. E A E7 And does she want to see the stains, the dead remains of A E A D G all the pains she left the night before? B E B Or will their waking eyes, reflect the lies, E B E E7 and make them realize their urgent cry for sight no more? Dm Em F When we met I was sure out to lunch. F D Am Am Bm Am Bm Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch. Outro: Bm Am Bm Am Bm Am Sweet as the punch.........sweet as the punch. Bm Am Bm Am Bm Am Sweet as the punch.........sweet as the punch. Em Sweet as the punch.
E A E7 A And then along comes Mary. E A E7 And does she want to give me kicks, and be my steady chick A E A D G And give me pick of mem..or..ies? B E B E Or maybe rather gather tales from all the fails B E A and tribulations no one ever sees? Dm Em F When we met I was sure out to lunch, F D Am Am Bm Am Bm Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch.
E A E7 A And then along comes Mary. E A E7 And does she want to set them free, and let them see reality? A E A D G From where she got her name. B E And will they struggle much.. B E B E when told that such a tender touch of hers will make them not E7 the same? Dm Em F When we met I was sure out to lunch. F D Am Am Bm Am Bm Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch.
E A E7 A And then along comes Mary. E A E7 And does she want to see the stains, the dead remains of A E A D G all the pains she left the night before? B E B Or will their waking eyes, reflect the lies, E B E E7 and make them realize their urgent cry for sight no more? Dm Em F When we met I was sure out to lunch. F D Am Am Bm Am Bm Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch.
Written by Tandyn Almer
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