If you ain't got two kids by 21, you're probably gonna die alone at least that's what tradition told you. And it don't matter if you don't believe, come Sunday morning you best be there in the front row, like you're suposed to.
Same hurt in every heart. Same trailer, different park.
Mamas hooked on Mary Kay. Brothers hooked on Mary Jane. And Daddy's hooked on Mary two doors down. Mary Mary quite contrary, we get bored so we get married and just like dust we settle in this town. On this broken merry go 'round and 'round and 'round we go, where it stops nobody knows... And it ain't slowin' down, this merry go 'round...
We think the first time's good enough so we hold on to high school love, say we won't end up like our parents. Tiny little boxes in a row ain't what you want it's what you know just happy in the shoes you're wearin'.
Same checks we're always cashin' to buy a little more distraction.
Jack and Jill went up the hill. Jack burned out on booze and pills, and Mary had a little lamb. Mary just don't give a damn no more.
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