Maria
She climbs a tree and scrapes her knee
Her dress has got a tear
She waltzes on her way to mass
And whistles on the stair
And underneath her wimple she has curlers in her hair
I even heard her singing in the abbey
She's always late for chapel but her penitence is real
She's always late for everything except for every meal
I hate to have to say it but I very firmly feel
Maria's not an asset to the abbey
I like to say a word in her behalf
Maria makes me laugh
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How do you solve a problem like Maria
How do you catch a cloud and pin it down
How do you find a word that means Maria
A flibbertijibbet, a will o the wisp, a clown
Many of things you know you'd like to tell her
Many of things she ought to understand
But how do you make her stay
And listen to all you say
How do you keep a wave upon the sand
Oh how do you solve a problem like Maria
How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand
When I'm with her I'm confused, out of focus and bemused
And I never know exactly where I am
Unpredictable as wheather
She's as flighty as a feather
She's a darling, she's a demon, she's a lamb
She'd outpester any pest
Drive a hornet from its nest
She can throw a whirling dervish out of whirl
She is gentle, she is wild
She's a riddle, she's a child
She's a headache, she's an angel
She's a girl
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