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Mary Lou
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Bruce Springsteen
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Your scrapbooks filled with pictures Of all your leading men Well baby dont me picture in there with them Dont make me some little girls dream That can never come true Oh baby, dont do it to me I wont do it to you
Mary lou, Im not like all those other guys Mary lou, I wont fill pretty head with their pretty lies Mary lou, and dreams that never, never, never ever will Come true Mary lou, I dont deserve to hurt and make you cry like You do
You seen all the romantic movies You dream to take the boys home But when the action fades youre left all alone You deserve more than this, oh your love that can grow And not playing outtakes, girl, from some late-late show, No no Mary lou, youre not like all those others girls Mary lou, so afraid to shake up that real world
Every night you go out lookin for True loves satisfaction But youll end up setting for just lights, camera, action In another cameo role with some bit-player you befriended Youre gonna go broken-hearted Lookin for that happy ending
Mary lou, I know all those movies too Mary lou, now one wants the dreams, baby, more than I do But mary lou, youre gonna end up Baby just another ticket stub Mary lou, cryin alone in the theatre As the credits roll
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