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Ariel Ariel
(Dean Friedman)

Way on the other side of the Hudson
Deep in the bosom of suburbia,
I met a young girl, she sang mighty fine,
Tears on My Pillow and Ave Maria.

Standing by the waterfall in Paramas Park,
She was working for the Friends of B-A-I.
She was collecting quarters in a paper cup,
She was looking for change, and so was I.

Ariel, (Ar-ar-ari-el) Ariel.

Her name was Ariel, she was a Jewish girl,
She wrote her number on the back of my hand.
I called her up, I was all out of breath,
I said, Come hear me play in my rock and roll band.

I took a shower and I put on my best blue jeans,
I picked her up in my new VW van.
She wore a peasant blouse with nothing underneath,
I said, Hi, and she said, Yeah, I guess I am.

Ariel, (Ar-ar-ari-el) Ariel.

We had a little time, we were real hungry,
We went to Dairy Queen for something to eat.
She had some onion rings, she had a pickle,
She forgot to tell me that she didn't eat meat.

I had a gig at the American Legion Hall,
It was a dance for the Volunteer Ambulance Corp.
She was sitting in a corner against the wall,
She would smile, and I melted all over the floor.

Ariel, (Ar-ar-ari-el) Ariel.

I took her home with me, we watched some T.V.,
Annette Funnicello and some guy going steady.
I started fooling around with the vertical hold,
We got the munchies and I made some spaghetti.

We sat and we talked into the night,
While channel 2 was signing off the air.
I found the softness of her mouth,
We made love to bombs bursting in air.
Ariel, (Ar-ar-ari-el) Ariel.

Ariel, (Ar-ar-ari-el) Ariel.

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