Mary Lou - Bruce Springsteen

You’re scrapbook’s filled with pictures of all your leading men

Well baby don’t put my picture in there with them

Don’t make us some little girl’s dream that can never come true

Oh baby don’t do it to me I won’t do it to you

Mary Lou, I’m not like all those other guys

Mary Lou, I won’t fill your pretty head with their pretty lies

Mary Lou, and dreams that never, never, never ever will come true

Mary Lou, that’d only serve to hurt and make you cry like you do You’ve seen all the romantic movies, you dream and take the boys home

But when the action fades you’re left all alone

You deserve more than this, a real love that can grow

And I ain’t playin' outtakes, girl, from some late late show, no Mary Lou, you’re not like all those others girls

Mary Lou, so afraid to shake up that real world

Every night you go out looking for true love’s satisfaction

But you allways end up setting for just lights, camera, action

And another cameo role with some bit player you’re befriending

You’re gonna go broken-hearted looking for that happy ending

Mary Lou, I’ve seen all those movies too

Mary Lou, I know the hurt too much dreaming can do Mary Lou, you’re gonna end up just another lonely ticket sold

Mary Lou, crying alone in the theatre as the credits roll