She speaks with the voice of an angel she smiles a heavenly smile
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Soft as the warm winds of April and pure as the heart of child
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But that's just one of the moods of Mary one of her faces that I see
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I know about the moods of Mary cause one of her moods is me
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Mary will lie and decive me she can be fickle and cold
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She'll offer her lips just to tease me and then give me heartaches untold
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But that's just one of the moods of Mary part of her personality
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I don't mind the moods of Mary when Mary's in the mood for me
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Mary can change like the seasons she can be tender and kind
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Then she hurts me without any reason and drives me out of my mind
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But I can live with the moods of Mary if that's the way it has to be
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I forget the other moods of Mary when Mary's in the mood for me
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Moods Of Mary
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| Tompall Glaser |
