My b***** Mary Lyrics

My b***** Mary J. Arnell
I´ve noticed a pattern In the way I behave
And I believe it will stick `Til I´m lyin´ in my grave
´Cause each time we have some friends for dinner
I start of as a saint and end as a sinner
´Round midnight I lean Against the record machine
Soon everyone´s gone And I´m dancin´ alone
To a blastin´ Chuck Berry
And in the mornin´ I sit with my b***** Mary
I promised myself I wouldn´t do that again
But old habits die hard and when the clock striked ten
I took out some old records And said just one drink more
And before I knew I was tearin´ up the floor
´Round midnight I did lean Against the record machine
Soon everyone was gone And I was dancin´ alone
To a blastin´ Chuck Berry
And in the mornin´ I sat with my b***** Mary
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Oh Mary, My Mary You ease my head
You´re my mornin´ lover You get me out of bed
You have never let me down You get me ´round the bend
And on Sunday mornings You´re my only friend
´Round midnight I lean Against the record machine
Soon everyone´s gone And I´m dancin´ alone
To a blastin´ Chuck Berry
And in the mornin´ I sit with my b***** Mary
Yeah, in the mornin´ I sit with my b***** Mary
In the mornin´s I sit with my b***** Mary