She moves like she don't care.
Smooth as silk, cool as air.
Ooh, it makes you wanna cry.
She doesn't know your name
and your heart beats like a subway train.
Ooh, it makes you wanna die.
Ooh, don't you
wanna take her?
Wanna make her all your own?
Maria! You've gotta see her! Go in, stand
out of your mind.
Pretty girl of Emoria.
A million and one candlelights.
I've seen this
thing before.
In my best friend and the boy next door.
Fool for love and fool on fire.
One coming from the rain.
She's oceans running down the drain.
Blue as ice and desire.
Don't
you wanna make her?
Ooh,
don't you wanna take her home?
Maria! You've gotta see her! Go
don't you wanna break her?
Ooh,
don't you wanna take her home?
She walks like she don't
care.
You wanna take her everywhere.
Ooh,
it makes you wanna cry.
She's like a millionaire
walking on imported air.
Ooh,
it makes you wanna die.