Along Comes Mary - Single Edit Version

Every time I think that I'm the only one who's lonely
 Someone calls on me
 And every now and then I spend my time at rhyme and verse
 And curse those faults in me
 And then along comes Mary
 And does she want to give me kicks, and be my steady chick
 And give me pick of memories
 Or maybe rather gather tales from the fails and tribulations
 No one ever sees
 When we met I was sure out to lunch
 Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch
 When vague desire is the fire in the eyes of chicks
 Whose sickness is the games they play
 And when the masquerade is played and neighbor folks make jokes
 At who is most to blame today
 And then along comes Mary
 And does she want to set them free, and let them see reality
 From where she got her name
 And will they struggle much, when told that such a tender touch of hers
 Will make them not the same
 When we met I was sure out to lunch
 Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch
 And when the morning of the warning's passed, the gassed and flaccid kids
 Are flung across the stars
 The psychodramas and the traumas gone
 The songs are left unsung and hung upon the scars
 And then along comes Mary
 And does she want to see the stains, the dead remains of all the pains
 She left the night before
 Or will their waking eyes, reflect the lies, and make them realize
 Their urgent cry for sight no more
 When we met I was sure out to lunch
 Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch
 Sweet as the punch
 Sweet as the punch!