.Mary, Mary quite contrary how does your garden grow
Girl I betcha, I could wetcha really nice and slow
One day Mary she got tired, and left me on my own
I wonder if Mary knows, that I'm all alone
I started goin out my mind, each and every day girl
I'm tryin to fight this lon.
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