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Miss Marry |
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Ann kept her man |
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In porcupine gloves, in porcupine gloves |
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And on that day as scheduled |
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They made porcupine love, porcupine love |
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So stiff and stuck and prickly |
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He came in and then back out quickly |
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But Lord not any quicker than according to plan |
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Like a soldier, one foot in front of the other |
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Miss Marry |
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Ann had a man |
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Named Stan, |
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Stan Butler |
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He had no antlers, he had no center |
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He had no enter and he had no exit |
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His hair was short and prickly |
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He came in and then back out quickly |
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But Lord not any quicker than according to plan |
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Like a soldier, one foot in front of the other |
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And how he loved her apple pies |
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How he loved her meat loaf |
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How he loved her chicken breasts |
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How he loved her pudding |
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Served promptly at eight o'clock |
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Served promptly at seven |
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Served promptly at ten o'clock |
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And promptly at eleven heaven |
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Miss Marry |
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Ann kept her cans |
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In alphabetical order |
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Miss Marry |
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Ann began to have |
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Some thoughts of murder |
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Miss Marry |
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Ann started to think |
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Real hard about her future |
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Miss Marry |
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Ann preferred her meat |
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To be freshly butchered |
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Oh, she killed him rather quickly |
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Man that woman was truly sickly |
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But Lord not any sicker than according to plan |
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Like a soldier, one foot in front of the other |
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And how he loved her apple pies |
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How he loved her meat loaf |
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How he loved her chicken breasts |
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How he loved her pudding |
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Served promptly at eight o'clock |
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Served promptly at seven |
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Served promptly at ten o'clock |
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And promptly at eleven heaven |
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Miss Marry |
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Ann kept her man |
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In porcupine gloves, in porcupine gloves |
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And on that day as scheduled |
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They made porcupine love, porcupine love |
