| If I had a car, we’d drive down to the ocean
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| You’d call it «el mar», and we’d lay out in the sand
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| And if the sun was shining, I’d cover you with lotion
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| Talk about the fine things and forget the second hand
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| Oh Maria, dance a little closer
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| Close your eyes and don’t say anything
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| Don’t believe the sirens on Figueroa
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| Just listen to Carmelita sing Las Mañanitas
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| Sweet Maria
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| And if I had a plane, we’d fly to Costa Rica
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| Land atop a mountain and look down on the world
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| I’d learn to speak Spanish, we’d eat comida rica
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| And everything would vanish that we didn’t want in our world
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| Oh Maria, dance a little closer
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| Close your eyes and don’t say anything
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| Don’t believe the sirens on Figueroa
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| Just listen to Carmelita sing Las Mañanitas
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| Sweet Maria
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| And if I wasn’t me, I wouldn’t blow my money
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| On cocaine mariachi, and we could do all that kind of stuff
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| And maybe I’d never worry that you weren’t gonna love me
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| That I’d wake up and find you burned me cuz I didn’t have enough for you
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| Maria, dance a little closer
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| Close your eyes and don’t say anything
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| Don’t believe the sirens on Figueroa
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| Just listen to Carmelita sing Las Mañanitas
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| Sweet Maria |