Marry Me

Someone to bring me out

Someone to let me in

Someone, someone...And all the eager-beaver men come macho way their blues

They place themselves in place of me and face to face with you

And each pretend, you're loving him but that's not very true

'Cause you're not acting, nor am I though I could use some proofMarry me, marry me, what's the story

Though a thousend hungry people try to crash our storyBut no one in this darkened world

Need ever know but I know

Marry meA happily-ever-after does that seem to much to ask?

With trees and tots and stucco walls and fountains in the back

And lawns that you or I can mow and neighbours who will chat

About important issues and the state of this 'n thatMarry me, marry me...Someone to bring me out

Someone to let me in

Someone to bring me joy

Somebody near me

Somebody near me

Somebody nearly meThe purple mountains majesty above the fruited plain

Is peeling off the wall of Lucky Miramar MotelMarry me, marry me...Someone to bring me out...Marry me...

Songwriters

MAEL, RONALD DPublished by

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