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

　　Playe 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

　　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

　　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