Hey Maria, where are ya goin  Put down the suitcase and please bolt the door  Children play'n oh can ya hear 'em  Their calling your name from outside the corridor.  Hey Maria, you know what I'm here for  Didn't bring no ladder, ain't down on my knee  Come and take my hand now, Maria  And just say you'll run away with me  So come on little Maria  We're two bush leaguers on the attack  I'm an ugly Casanova  With a chip on my shoulder  And there ain't no turning back  Hey Maria, there's your Daddy  Look's like he's collecting our bail  He doesn't think we'll make it to Wisconsin  His big hope is that we'll land in jail.  Hey Maria, look out the window  Come on now and tell me what ya see  Cops are book'n and the pimps they are hook'n  This ain't no place for you and me.  So come on little Maria  We're to bush leaguers on the attack  We're just two Casanovas  With a chip on our shoulder  And there ain't no turning back  Now someday Maria, you and I  We'll find ourselves on our own.  And I might me making minimum wage  In some bar room minstrel show  And then someday we'll own it  Like I said we always would  Remember how we were talk'n on the top of my car hood.  Hey Maria, it's time to go now  Pack up your suitcase, throw in some of my clothes.  Look at the Dukes, they are standing on Ashland  Their wiping the eyes and blow'n they nose.  Hey Maria, we'll come back soon  And we'll stand on our own wealth and fame  Maybe we'll come back and get your Daddy  If the guy will just remember my name.  So come on little Maria  We're two bush leaguers on the attack.  We're just two bosanovas  With chips on our shoulders  And there ain't no turning back.