[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Mary packed her bags and left home on a Christmas Eve
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For sea soaked skies and dashing lads with cars
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An actress orphaned by the social constructs of her art school
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A victim of their esoteric rule
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So pretentious that she almost thought it cool
But all you'd hear is
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[Verse 2]
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Purpose was a vague ideal that she would always talk on
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Till she fell in love with the salesman from TV
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Yeah, she fell in love with a salesman from TV
While all of Hollywood sang
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[Bridge]
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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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Pearly, pretty prize, and a ribbon box of sighs
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In a collared shirt
She thought it wouldn't hurt
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Certain love of mine with the palest blue eyes
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In a collared shirt
I thought it couldn't hurt
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Wood flavored kiss taste the concrete of this
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It really fucked with me, it really fucked with me
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California eyes are a death witch from design
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You really fucked with me
[Outro]
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