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Joseph he was a macho man |
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I tried to make him understand |
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Even I am a human being |
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Not some kind of virginal machine |
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That night we walked in through the door |
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He told me he was cold and tired |
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Then he pushed me to the floor |
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And once again our love expired |
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But I'm not gonna cry |
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I'm gonna bite my tongue and try |
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To dream of immaculate conception |
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Angels in the sky taught me how to fly |
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They sing about immaculate, immaculate conception |
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No no no no no |
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No no no no no no no |
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No no no no no |
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No no no no no no no |
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He screamed: You name's Mary, mild and demure |
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From your thighs, a baby I'll procure |
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Your name's Mary, mild and demure |
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From your thighs, a baby I'll procure |
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Your name's Mary, mild and demure |
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From your thighs, a baby I'll procure |
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Your name's Mary, mild and demure |
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From your thighs, a baby I'll procure |
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Immaculate conception |
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All I wanna do is fly away from you |
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I just wanna get away from you |
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Now my Joseph was asleep |
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I decided to take flight |
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I called a man with a donkey |
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And fled with my baby into the dark night |
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I said my name's Mary, mild and demure |
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From my thighs, a baby God's procured |
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I said my name's Mary, mild and demure |
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From my thighs, a baby God's procured |
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And I heard him on the horizon: MARY! |
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And I felt him in my parlour: Mary |
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And I swore I saw him in the leaves |
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And I swore I saw him in the leaves |
