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[Intro]
Emaj7
[Verse 1]
Emaj7Mary packed her F#mbags and left home on a Christmas Emaj7 Eve
For F#msea soaked skies and dashing lads with Emaj7cars F#m
An Emaj7actress orphaned F#mby the social constructs of her Emaj7 art school
A F#mvictim of their esoteric Emaj7rule
So preF#mtentious that she almost thought it Emaj7cool F#m
But all you'd hear is
[Chorus]
ELa, la la la la
La la la la F#mla, la la
ELa, la la la la
La la la la F#mla, la la
[Verse 2]
Emaj7Purpose was a F#mvague ideal that she would always Emaj7 talk on
Till she F#mfell in love with the salesman from TEmaj7V
Yeah, she F#mfell in love with a salesman from TEmaj7V F#m
While all of Hollywood sang
[Chorus]
ELa, la la la la
La la la la F#mla, la la
ELa, la la la la
La la la la F#mla, la la
[Bridge]
Emaj7Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Emaj7Pearly, pretty prize, and a ribbon box of sighs
In a F#mcollared shirt
She thought it wouldn't hurt
Emaj7Certain love of mine with the palest blue eyes
In a F#mcollared shirt
I thought it couldn't hurt
Emaj7Wood flavored kiss taste the concrete of this
It really F#mfucked with me, it really fucked with me
Emaj7California eyes are a death witch from design
You really F#mfucked with me
[Outro]
ELa, la la la la
La la la la F#mla, la la
ELa, la la la la
La la la la F#mla, la la
ELa, la la la la
La la la la F#mla, la la
ELa, la la la la
La la la la Ala, la la E Emaj7