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Crickets Sing for Annamaria Songtext
von Emma Bunton

Crickets Sing for Annamaria Songtext

Hey Maria, Papa said
You′d better go to bed
Maria, Mama said
You better go to bed
And little sister said
You better go to bed
The elder brother said
You heard what Papa said
You'd better say goodnight
You better shut the light
And Papa told you no
You can′t go out tonight
But Papa didn't know
Maria had a date
And couldn't let him wait

So in a little while
She waited till the lights were low

She went out the window to her beau, and so


There was lotta huggin′ and
A lotta kissin′ and
A lotta huggin' and
A lotta kissin′ and
A lotta happy talk
A lotta moon above
But very little time
A very little time
To make a lotta love
To make a lotta love
Which is a normal thing
To make a lotta love
For it was summertime

When all the crickets sing
And in the summertime

When anyone's in love
The crickets sing a happy song
But they don′t do their repertoire for long

Suddenly the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the uncle came
And then the cousin came
And everbody came
And I can tell you this
It was a dirty shame
Because the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came


And then the cousin came
And everybody came
And I can tell you this

Do-do-do-do

When anyone's in love
The crickets sing a happy song
But they don′t do their repertoire for long

Suddenly the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the uncle came
And then the cousin came
And everybody came
And I can tell you this
It was a dirty shame
Because the Papa came
And then the Mama came

And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the uncle came
And then the cousin came
And everybody came
And I can tell you

Suddenly the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the uncle came
And then the cousin came
And everybody came
And I can tell you this
It was a dirty shame
Because the Papa came

And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the uncle came
And then the cousin came
And everybody came
And I can tell you

Suddenly the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the uncle came
And then the cousin came
And everybody came
And I can tell you this
It was a dirty shame
Because the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the cousin came

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