Along comes Mary  (1999)   (video)

G - D - D# - C (2x)

G D

1. Every time I think that I‘m the only one who‘s lonely,

D# C

someone calls on me,

G D

and every now and then I spend my time at rhyme and verse

D# C

and curse those faults in me.

G Bb

And then along comes Mary (Mary Mary),

G Bb

then along comes Mary (Mary Mary) !

G D D# C

And does she want to give me kicks and be my steady chick

G - Bb

and give me pick of memories,

G D D# C

or maybe rather gather tales from all the fails and tribulations

G - Bb

no one ever sees.

D# C

When we met I was sure out to lunch,

G D

now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch,

- - - - - - - - - - G

sweet as the punch.

+ G - D - D# - C (2x)

G D

2. When vague desire is the fire in the eyes of chicks

D# C

whose sickness is the games they play,

G D

and when the masquerade is played and neighbor folks make jokes

D# C

as who is most to blame today.

G Bb

And then along comes Mary (Mary Mary),

G Bb

then along comes Mary (Mary Mary) !

G D D# C

And does she want to set them free and let them see reality

G - Bb

from where she got her name ?

G D D# C

And will they struggle much when told that such a tender touch of hers

G - Bb

will make them not the same.

D# C

When we met I was sure out to lunch,

G D

now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch,

- - - - - - - - - - G

sweet as the punch.

+ G - D - D# - C (2x)

G D

3. And when the morning of warnings passed, the gassed and flacid kids

D# C

are flung across the stars,

G D

the psychodramas and the traumas gone, the songs are left unsung

D# C

and hung upon the scars.

G Bb

And then along comes Mary (Mary Mary),

G Bb

then along comes Mary (Mary Mary) !

G D D# C

And does she want to see the strains, the dead remains of all the pains,

G - Bb

she left the night before ?

G D D#

Or will their waking eyes reflect the lies and make them realize

C G - Bb

their urgent cry for sight no more.

D# C

When we met I was sure out to lunch,

G D

now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch,

- - - - - - - - - - G

sweet as the punch.

+ G - D - D# - C (2x)

D# C

+ When we met I was sure out to lunch,

G D

now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch. (6x)

- - - - - - - - - - - - - -

+ Sweet as the punch !

(The Bloodhound Gang)