Marry the Girl

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You’re gonna marry,
you’re gonna marry,
you’re gonna marry the girl

She may never love you,
she may hate you too,
but you’re gonna marry,
you’re gonna marry,
you’re gonna marry the girl

Standing on the ledge tonight,
the king’s running out of time,
you’re gonna marry,
you’re gonna marry,
you’re gonna marry the girl

Danny’s Deli’s got what you need,
a perfect window to find your dream,
you’re gonna marry,
you’re gonna marry,
you’re gonna marry the girl

Leather boots, bags, and barely a skirt,
Mary’s click clackin’ like a strippin’ flirt,
you’re gonna marry,
you’re gonna marry,
you’re gonna marry the girl

The street is paved with Mary’s red rain,
nothing left to bleed on again
and you’re gonna marry,
you’re gonna marry,
you’re gonna marry the girl

Mary lost the big fight,
she lost her house, and she lost her life,
so go and marry,
yea, go and marry,
go and marry the girl