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| Room 401 has got a bathroom down the hall A dirty windowpane can't conceal the filthy wall Holes lettin' in the rain, how the hell could you plug 'em all? She's always gettin' played but never coming up Mary was a small town girl in the city (x2) Alone & scared hears the cold wind blow outside Somewhere in the night she can hear her Mama cryin' Pimped by some sweaty man with a face just like her dad's Knows what she knows but she cannot understand Mary was a small town girl in the city (x2) A young girl dreams, what she needs, what she feels Lord, how she hopes that this Life-mare now, it's can't be real. Opened up her sweet innocent eyes to what has become her ugly lot in life. Dreams can dissappear, fantasies still lying there Needle still in the vein try to pacify, ease the pain Blues lost in a dream, I can hear her calling me Just another lonely ghost in the city Mary was a small town girl in the city (x2) Mary was a small town girl (x3) yes, in the city, in the city |
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| A little tune describing how "the glamorous life" can be more gritty than glittery... |
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