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Down on union, a sailor on leave Finds a tattoo parlor, rolls up his sleeve Man takes his money, says "what's it gonna be?" Kid says "a big red heart, and write forever Marie" He'll probably want to change it in a year or two But now it makes him happy so what can you do? Hour later man says "it's all done" Sailor takes a look and says "this ain't the one You wrote Martha, but her name is Marie" The man says "damn, this one's on me Here's your money, I'm sorry 'bout it But I've had Martha on my mind, and she just won't quit So if you think that life is only messing with you 'Cause things ain't working out the way you want them to Don't forget this song about Johnny and his new tattoo 'Cause things to have a way of working out somehow Things do have a way of working out somehow Things do have a way of working out somehow, they always do Long-distance, to his sweet Marie Sailor says "you'll never guess what happened to me" He tells the story, every word Marie starts laughing at the tale she's heard She says "that's all right, you didn't do no harm It's what's in your heart, not the heart on your arm" So if you think that life is only messing with you 'Cause things ain't working out the way you want them to Don't forget this song about Johnny and his new tattoo 'Cause things to have a way of working out somehow Things do have a way of working out somehow Things do have a way of working out somehow, they always do Yeah, things did work just according to plan You see, Martha came back to the tattoo man Standing in the doorway in a haze of smoke She said "I had to come home 'fore you went flat broke Been reading my name, all around On every poor sailor brand new in town Mmm-hmm So if you think that life is only messing with you 'Cause things ain't working out the way you want them to Don't forget this song about Johnny and his new tattoo 'Cause things to have a way of working out somehow Things do have a way of working out somehow Things do have a way of working out somehow, they always do Things do have a way of working out somehow, they always do Things do have a way of working out somehow, they always do
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