Along Comes Mary Lyrics - Manhattan Transfer

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 

But then along comes Mary 

And does she wanna give me kicks 

And be my steady chick and give me pick of memories? 

Or maybe rather gather tales 

From all 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 

Sweet as the punch 

When vague desire is the fire in the eyes of chicks 

Whose sickness is in the games they play 

And when the masquerade is played and neighbor 

Folks make jokes about who is most to blame today? 

And the along comes Mary 

And does she wanna set them free and make them see realities 

From which 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 

Comes along, oh here she comes 

Oh Mary comes along, along she comes 

So here she comes along, oh here she comes 

Oh Mary comes along, along she comes 

Sweet as the punch, sweet as the punch 

And the along comes Mary 

And does she wanna set them free and make them see realities 

From which 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 

Sweet as the punch 

Then 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 the Along Comes Mary 

And does she wanna see the stains 

The dead remains of all the pains she sent the night before 

Or will their waking eyes reflect the lies 

And make them realize their urgent cries 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 

Sweet as the punch 

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