| In the slums of dark El Paso
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| There she lived like a back streetgirl
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| Queen of the wildside, Mexican hero
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| On a raid with her guy called Diego
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| She was caught, he could fly away
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| And now Maria, weeps like a willow
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| But every night, beneath her window, you can hear Diego sing
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| Don’t cry for me, my Maria
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| 'cause it will mend with time
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| This lonely heart of mine
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| I’ll be waiting for you, my Maria
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| Forever and a day
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| So wipe your tears away
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| A stricken look on those needy faces
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| When the news spread from town to town
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| Thousands were crying, cry for a hero
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| The moments of burning passion
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| She remembers the nights of love
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| And now Maria, weeps like a willow
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| But every night, beneath her window, you can hear Diego sing
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| Don’t cry for me, my Maria
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| 'cause it will mend with time
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| This lonely heart of mine
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| I’ll be waiting for you, my Maria
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| Forever and a day
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| So wipe your tears away
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| I’ll be waiting for you, my Maria
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| Forever and a day
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| So wipe your tears away |