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Sweet Mary |
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I've got to be leaving |
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Oh, I can't let you into my life' |
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Cause I know it would end up in grieving |
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And the last thing |
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I need is a wife |
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When I met you, |
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I met you for pleasure |
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And the good times of running around |
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Then you seemed to be so understanding |
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From the weight that's been draggin' me down |
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Now the good times are coming between us |
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Though you helped me |
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I'm burning my load |
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And I've never felt more like a lover |
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But I'm running right off the road |
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Sweet Mary |
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I've got to be leaving |
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Oh, I can't let you into my life' |
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Cause I know it would end up in grieving |
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And the last thing |
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I need is a wife |
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Oh, it's nothing you said or invited |
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And it's nothing you did that was wrong |
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And our love together was heaven |
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Girl, I promised myself to be strong |
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Sweet Mary |
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I've got to be leaving |
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Oh, I can't let you into my life' |
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Cause I know it would end up in grieving |
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And the last thing |
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I need is a wife |
