Lyrics of Maria maria

Ladies and gents
Turn up this sound system
To the sound of carlos santana
And the gmb
Ghetto blues from the refugee camp

Oh maria, maria
She remind me of a westside story
Growing up in spanish harlem
She livin' her life just like a movie star

Oh, maria, maria
((incomprehensible), maria)
She fell in love in east la
To the sounds of the guitar, yeah, yeah
Played 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
Thinkin' 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
(east coast)
Ahora vengo mama chola, mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola
(west coast)

Maria, maria
She remind me of a westside story
Growing up in spanish harlem
She livin' her life just like a movie star

Oh, maria, maria
She fell in love in east l.a.
I said to the sounds of the guitar, yeah, yeah
(by who?)
Played by carlos santana

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
Thinkin' 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
(north side)
Ahora vengo mama chola, mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola
(south side)

Ahora vengo mama chola, mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola
(world wide)
Ahora vengo mama chola, mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola
(open up your eyes)

Maria you know you're my lover
When the wind blows
I can feel you through the weather
And even when we are apart
It still feel like we're together, maria, yeah

She remind me of a westside story
Growing up in spanish harlem
She livin' her life just like a movie star

Oh, maria, maria, oh
She fell in love in east l.a.
To the sounds of the guitar
Played by carlos santana

Put 'em up y'all
Carlos santana with the refugee camp
Wyclef, jerry wonder, mr. santana, gmb
Yo, carlos, man you makin' that guitar cry