The Association - Along Comes Mary

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 in rhyme and verse

and curse those faults in me.

And them 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 of 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.

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

as 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 as 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.

• Artist:The Association
• Album: Then... Along Comes the Association