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Mary's Quite Contrary

Mary Mary you're quite contrary with what you say and do. A smile, a laugh, a heart full of warmth is what I would give to you. You say it's your dream and contentment is your need but I feel this isn't true. You get lost in these dreams whilst I in your eyes which are the most beatiful bluest of blues. I have what you need but it never will be for your last lover you still do swoon. He gave you happiness in a distant past, but I would give you the moon. The moon, the stars, I would give you it all if I were the one that you choose. The moon, the stars, I would give you it all, but I'm not the one that you choose. I'm not the one that you choose.
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