Maria (Blondie)

 She moves like she don't care. Smooth as silk. 

 Cool as air. Oooh it makes you wanna' cry. 

 She doesn't know your name and your heart beats 

 like a subway train. 

 Oooh it makes you wanna' die. 

 Oooh don't you wanna' take her? 

 Wanna' make her all your own?