Hey Maria, where are ya goinPut down the suitcase and please bolt the doorChildren play'n oh can ya hear 'emTheir calling your name from outside the corridor.Hey Maria, you know what I'm here forDidn't bring no ladder, ain't down on my kneeCome and take my hand now, MariaAnd just say you'll run away with meSo come on little MariaWe're two bush leaguers on the attackI'm an ugly CasanovaWith a chip on my shoulderAnd there ain't no turning backHey Maria, there's your DaddyLook's like he's collecting our bailHe doesn't think we'll make it to WisconsinHis big hope is that we'll land in jail.Hey Maria, look out the windowCome on now and tell me what ya seeCops are book'n and the pimps they are hook'nThis ain't no place for you and me.So come on little MariaWe're to bush leaguers on the attackWe're just two CasanovasWith a chip on our shoulderAnd there ain't no turning backNow someday Maria, you and IWe'll find ourselves on our own.And I might me making minimum wageIn some bar room minstrel showAnd then someday we'll own itLike I said we always wouldRemember how we were talk'n on the top of my car hood.Hey Maria, it's time to go nowPack up your suitcase, throw in some of my clothes.Look at the Dukes, they are standing on AshlandTheir wiping the eyes and blow'n they nose.Hey Maria, we'll come back soonAnd we'll stand on our own wealth and fameMaybe we'll come back and get your DaddyIf the guy will just remember my name.So come on little MariaWe're two bush leaguers on the attack.We're just two bosanovasWith chips on our shouldersAnd there ain't no turning back.

 

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