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Mary Mary never died like we thought she would |
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She did like the summertime too much and knew she could |
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Love again, love again, love again, love again |
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In the shopkeeper's parade, who would've thought that she would make |
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A ? arrangements of her memories for all the world to see |
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Love again, there is a fire, love again, there is a fire |
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Love again, there is a fire on your chest and minds and wiry arms |
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Mary Mary remember when yellow lights and amber |
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Clouded over greedy skies? Amber after amber, the months did drag yes they did |
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Love again, there is a fire, love again, there is a fire |
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Love again, there is a fire on your chest and minds and wiry arms |
