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Blondie - Maria





She moves like she don't care.

Smooth as silk, cool as air. Ooh, it makes you wanna cry.

She doesn't know your name and your heart beats like a subway train.

Ooh, it makes you wanna die.

Ooh, don't you wanna take her? Wanna make her all your own?

Maria. You've gotta see her! Go insane and out of your mind.

Medina. Ave Maria. A million and one candlelights.

I've seen this thing before.

In my best friends and the boy next door.

Fool for love and full on fire.

Won't come in from the rain.

She's oceans running down the drain.

Blue as ice and desire.

Don't you wanna make her? Ooh, don't you wanna take her home?

Maria. You've gotta see her! Go insane and out of your mind.

Regina. Ave Maria. A million and one candlelights.

Ooh, don't you wanna break her? Ooh, don't you wanna take her home?

She walks like she don't care. You wanna take her everywhere.

Ooh, it makes you wanna cry.

She's like a millionaire. Walking on imported air.

Ooh, it makes you wanna die.

Maria. You've gotta see her! Go insane and out of your mind.

Medina. Ave Maria. A million and one candlelights.

Maria. You've gotta see her! Go insane and out of your mind.

Regina. Ave Maria. A million and one candlelights.

Maria. You've gotta see her! Go insane and out of your mind.

Regina. Ave Maria. A million and one candlelights.

Maria. You've gotta see her! Go insane and out of your mind.

Regina. Ave Maria. A million and one candlelights.

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