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In an apron, frying bacon,
I saw her gleam like a coffee machine, and I was taken
Hiding out in the gloom of a greasy spoon
She shone through the grime like a winter moon, a winter moon
I wanna know where the rest of her goes
Ask then maybe you’ll know
I wanna see her without any clothes on
Ask and you might behold some
Of Mariana, Mariana
She served me my pies with wanton brown eyes
And if I’d have lived in the olden days
I’d have dueled at dawn
And died on a blade, on a blade
I wanna know where the rest of her goes
Ask then maybe you’ll know
I wanna see her without any clothes on
Ask and you might behold some
Time after time after time
I came and I paid and I dined,
I watched and I reeled and I pined
Till it clicked in my mind
All the while her smile was telling me
Come back tomorrow and spend all of your money …
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