Mary Makes Me Come To My Senses

Laurie makes me laugh, Christina makes me cry
Diana makes me roll up in a little ball and die
Sunny makes me smile and Heather makes me howl
But Mary makes me come to my senses

Rebecca's love is real, Nancy's love is not
And Gretchen makes me grateful for any luck I've got
Well, Jessica gets jealous and Karen doesn't care
But Mary makes me come to my senses

And I don't care what they say about her
I don't care if it's true
No I don't care what they say about her
I'm okay about her

Now, Tracy is a tramp, Lisa's pretty loose
I love 'em both to death but in the end -- what's the use?
Wendy is pretty wild, Shelly isn't shy
But Mary makes me come to my senses

Nicole is very nice, Michelle makes me mad
Tisha gives me tingles and Sarah makes me sad
But Steve makes me come -- oh no!
It's Mary who makes me come to my senses
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