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Oh!,
Maria,
Maria,
she reminds me of a west side story
growing up in spanish harlem
she’s living the life just like a movie star.
Maria, Maria,
she fell in love in East L.A.
to the sounds of the guitar, yeah, yeah
played by Carlos Santana.
Stop the looting, stop the shooting,
pick pocking on the corner;
see as the rich is getting richer,
the poor is getting poorer.
Se mira Maria on the corner,
thinking of ways to make it better;
in my mailbox there’s an eviction letter,
somebody just said see you later.
Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola
Maria,
Maria,
she reminds me of a west side story
growing up in spanish harlem
she’s living the life just like a movie star.
Maria, Maria,
she fell in love in East L.A.
to the sounds of the guitar, yeah, yeah
played by Carlos Santana.
I said a la favella los colores
the streets are getting hotter;
there is no water to put out the fire,
mi canto la esperanza.
Se mira Maria on the corner,
thinking of ways to make it better;
then I looked up in the sky,
hoping of days of paradise.
Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola
Maria you know you’re my lover,
when the wind blows I can feel you
through the weather and even
when we’re apart
It feels like we’re together.
Maria,
yeah!,
she reminds me of a west side story
growing up in spanish harlem
she’s living the life just like a movie star.
Oh!, Maria, Maria,
she fell in love in East L.A.
to the sounds of the guitar, yeah, yeah
played by Carlos Santana. |
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