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Mary behind the counter, looking sad, looking sorrySerious, soft-spoken; best friends but never calls outMary behind the counter says the end is coming soon nowThere's no room for the sinners, and I should understand howI need to be a better manDon't chase loudly, don't chase loudlyShe said the good Lord's waysAre wonderful and strangeCan I have a moment of your timeI promise you it'll change your lifeI said don't you try to tell me dearThat God is something I should fearI didn't come to hear your religious viewsNow that's enough; begone with youMary behind the counter apprehends me as I'm leavingCrying on my shoulder, telling me she was teasingI just try to walk out the door and cross the dusty, wooden floorMaking this note not to come here anymoreSo don't you try to tell me dearThat God is something I should fearI didn't come to hear your religious viewsNow that's enough; begone with you From Letras Mania