| Every other day of the week
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| I would meet Maria
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| And at times I could hardly speak
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| I felt so weak, just to see her
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| But she was never really mine
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| And now I’m spending all my time
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| Try to take my mind off Maria
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| But there’s not a single thing I can do
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| Try to take my mind off Maria
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| Any hope that I might have, I have with you
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| I can never disown
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| That I have known Maria
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| And that days when others have shown
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| That I could only be her
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| She makes me feel the way I do
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| Forgive me if I’m hurting you
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| Try to take my mind off Maria
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| But there’s not a single thing I can do
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| Try to take my mind off Maria
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| With you here, my tears may seize to fall
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| Try to take my mind off Maria
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| But there’s not a single thing I can do
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| Try to take my mind off Maria
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| With you here, my tears may seize to fall
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| Try to take my mind off Maria
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| But there’s not a single thing I can do
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| Try to take my mind off Maria… |