Maria is a dear, when she laughts there's a dimple
She knows this song by heart and she even gets dressed by herself
She's really well mannered, she behaves so well
Sends kisses to who she passes by, how funny she is!
Maria is all her mother
Maria is so pretty, with a bow in her head,
By the pages she scribbles, she's an artist, for sure
Or she will be a singer, oh, how well she sings,
Or she will be a doctor, look at those fingers she has!
Maria is all her mother.
And says she will be a princess, or queen like her mother
There are votes for that to happen, and knows how to choose a king
Maria is all her mother
But sometimes Maria gets up on the wrong side of the bed
Cries, squirms, throws tantrums and spills all the soup
She pouts and stamps her feet, and if she says she won't go she won't go
And if she says it isn't, it isn't, and if I scream, she screams more
Maria takes after her father!
She pouts and stomps her feet, and if she says she won't go she won't go,
And if she says it isn't, it isn't, and if I scream, she screams more
Maria is all her father!