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Current version of The Association Lyrics Along Comes Mary (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/t/the-association/along-comes-mary/) Current version of the lyrics |
Version 1 of The Association Lyrics Along Comes Mary (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/t/the-association/along-comes-mary/...) Version 1 of the lyrics | |||||||||||||
| 1 | Every time I think that I'm the only one who's lonely | Every time I think that I'm, | 1 | |||||||||||
| 2 | Someone calls on me | The only one who's lonely | 2 | |||||||||||
| 3 | And every now and then I spend my time at rhyme and verse | Someone calls on me. | 3 | |||||||||||
| 4 | And curse those faults in me | And every now and then, | 4 | |||||||||||
| 5 | I spend my time in rhyme and verse, | 5 | ||||||||||||
| 6 | And then along comes Mary | And curse those faults in me. | 6 | |||||||||||
| 1 | And does she want to give me kicks, and be my steady chick | 1 | ||||||||||||
| 7 | And give me pick of memories | And then along comes Mary. | 7 | |||||||||||
| 8 | Or maybe rather gather tales fromhe fails and tribulations | And does she want to give me kicks, | 8 | |||||||||||
| 9 | No one ever sees | And be my steady chick, | 9 | |||||||||||
| 10 | And give me pick of the memories? | 10 | ||||||||||||
| 11 | When we met I was sure out to lunch | Or maybe rather gather tales, | 11 | |||||||||||
| 12 | Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch | Of all the fails and tribulations, | 12 | |||||||||||
| 13 | No one ever sees. | 13 | ||||||||||||
| 2 | When vague desire is the fire in the eyes of chicks | 2 | ||||||||||||
| 14 | Whose sickness is the games they play | When we met I was sure out to lunch. | 14 | |||||||||||
| 15 | And when the masquerade is played and neighbor folks make jokes | Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch. | 15 | |||||||||||
| 3 | At who is most to blame today | 3 | ||||||||||||
| 16 | (Bap-ba-doo-bah.) | 16 | ||||||||||||
| 4 | And then along comes Mary | 4 | ||||||||||||
| 17 | And does she want to set them free, and let them see reality | When vague desire is the fire | 17 | |||||||||||
| 18 | From where she got her name | In the eyes of chicks | 18 | |||||||||||
| 19 | And will they struggle much, when told that such a tender touch of hers | Whose sickness is the games they play. | 19 | |||||||||||
| 20 | Will make them not the same | And when the masquerade is played | 20 | |||||||||||
| 21 | The neighbor folks make jokes | 21 | ||||||||||||
| 22 | When we met I was sure out to lunch | As who is most to blame today. | 22 | |||||||||||
| 5 | Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch | 5 | ||||||||||||
| 23 | And then along comes Mary. | 23 | ||||||||||||
| 24 | And when the morning of the warning's passed, the gassed and flaccid kids | And does she want to set them free, | 24 | |||||||||||
| 25 | Are flung across the staras | And let them see reality | 25 | |||||||||||
| 26 | The psychodramas and the traumas gone | From where she got her name? | 26 | |||||||||||
| 27 | The songs are left unsung and hung upon the scars | And will they struggle much when told | 27 | |||||||||||
| 28 | That such a tender touch as hers, | 28 | ||||||||||||
| 29 | And then along comes Mary | Will make them not the same. | 29 | |||||||||||
| 6 | And does she want to see the stains, the dead remains of all the pains | 6 | ||||||||||||
| 30 | She left the night before | When we met I was sure out to lunch. | 30 | |||||||||||
| 31 | Or will their waking eyes, reflect the lies, and make them realize | Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch. | 31 | |||||||||||
| 7 | Their urgent cry for sight no more | 7 | ||||||||||||
| 32 | (Bap-ba-doo-bah. Bop-do-wah.) | 32 | ||||||||||||
| 8 | When we met I was sure out to lunch | 8 | ||||||||||||
| 33 | Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch | [Instrumental break] | 33 | |||||||||||
| 9 | Sweet as the punch, sweet as the punch | 9 | ||||||||||||
| Sweet as the punch, sweet as the punch | And when the morning of | |||||||||||||
| 1 | The warning's passed, the gassed | 1 | ||||||||||||
| 2 | And flaccid kids are | 2 | ||||||||||||
| 3 | Flung across the stars. | 3 | ||||||||||||
| 4 | The psychodramas and the traumas gone, | 4 | ||||||||||||
| 5 | The songs are left unsung, | 5 | ||||||||||||
| 6 | And hung upon the scars. | 6 | ||||||||||||
| 7 | 7 | |||||||||||||
| 8 | And then along comes Mary, | 8 | ||||||||||||
| 9 | And does she want to see the stains, | 9 | ||||||||||||
| 10 | The dead remains of all the pains | 10 | ||||||||||||
| 11 | She left the night before. | 11 | ||||||||||||
| 12 | Or will their waking eyes reflect | 12 | ||||||||||||
| 13 | The lies, and make them | 13 | ||||||||||||
| 14 | Realize their urgent cry, | 14 | ||||||||||||
| 15 | For sight no more. | 15 | ||||||||||||
| 16 | 16 | |||||||||||||
| 17 | When we met I was sure out to lunch, | 17 | ||||||||||||
| 18 | Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch. | 18 | ||||||||||||
| 19 | 19 | |||||||||||||
| 20 | Sweet as the punch. | 20 | ||||||||||||
| 21 | (Sweet as the punch.) | 21 | ||||||||||||
| 22 | Sweet as the punch. | 22 | ||||||||||||
| 23 | (Sweet as the punch.) | 23 | ||||||||||||
| 24 | Sweet as the punch. | 24 | ||||||||||||
| 25 | (Sweet as the punch.) | 25 | ||||||||||||
| 26 | Sweet as the punch. | 26 | ||||||||||||
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