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Nothing's quite as pretty as Mary in the morning |
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When through the sleepy haze I see her lying there |
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Soft as the rain that falls on summer flowers |
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Warm as sunlight shining on her golden hair |
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When I awake and see her there so close beside me |
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I want to take her in my arms the ache is there so deep inside |
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Nothing's quite as pretty as Mary in the morning |
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Chasing the rainbow in her dreams so far away |
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And when she turns to touch me I kiss her face so softly |
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And my Mary wakes to love another day |
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And Mary's there in sunny days or stormy weather |
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She doesn't care cause right or wrong, the love we share |
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We share together |
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Nothing's quite as pretty as Mary in the evening |
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Kissed by the shades of night and starlight in her hair |
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And as we walk, I hold her close beside me |
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All our tomorrows for a lifetime we will share |