paroles de chanson Mary Contrary - Sarah Vaughan
Mary,
Mary,
quite
contrary
How
does
your
garden
grow?
With
silver
bells,
And
cockle
shells,
And
pretty
maids
all
in
a
row.
Mary,
Mary,
quite
contrary
How
does
your
garden
grow?
With
silver
bells,
And
cockle
shells,
And
pretty
maids
all
in
a
row.
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