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Mary behind the counter
Looking sad, looking solemn
Serious, soft-spoken
Has friends, but never calls them

Mary behind the counter
Says the end is coming soon now
There's no room for the sinners
That I should understand now

I need to be a better man
But don't change slowly, don't change slowly

She said, The Good Lord's ways
Are wonderful and strange
Can I have a moment of your time?
I promise you it'll change your life.

I said, Don't you try to tell me, dear.
That God is something I shoud fear
I didn't come to hear your religious views
Now that's enough, be gone with you.

Mary behind the counter
Apprehends me as I'm leaving
Crying on my shoulder
Telling me she isn't teasing

I just frown and walk out the door
Across the dusty wooden floor
And make a mental note
Not to come here anymore

I said, Don't you try to tell me, dear.
That God is something I shoud fear
I didn't come to hear your religious views
Now that's enough, be gone with you.

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