| Oh, Marie, 'neath the window I’m waiting
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| Oh, Marie, please don’t be so aggravating
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| Can’t you see my heart just yearns for you, dear
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| With fond affection
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| And love that’s true, dear
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| Meet me while the Summer moon is beaming
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| For you and me, the little stars are beaming
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| Please come out tonight, my queen
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| Can’t you hear my mandolin?
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| My sweet Marie from sunny Italy
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| Oh how I do love you
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| Say that you’ll love me, love me, too
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| Forever more I will be true
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| Just say the word and I will marry you
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| And then you’ll surely be My sweet Marie from sunny Italy
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| Oh, Marie, I’ve been waiting so patiently
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| Oh, Marie, please come out and I shall happy be Raise your window, love, and say you’re coming
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| The little birds, dear
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| Are sweetly humming
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| Don’t say, «No,"my sweet Italian Beauty
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| There’s not another maiden e’er could suit me Come out, love, don’t be afraid
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| Listen to my serenade |