Paroles
[verse]
Let me tell you about a girl I know,
She's kinda crazy but you'll dig her show,
She used to be married to the mob,
But now she's just a regular hair styling heartthrob
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[chorus]
Angela,
Angela DeMarco,
Angela,
Angela DeMarco yeah
[verse]
Well her husband was whacked in a kooky mob hit,
And ol Ange looked around and said that's it,
So she left the neighborhood to make a new start,
But she'll always be a feisty Jersey Girl at heart
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[drop]
[chorus]
Angela,
Angela DeMarco,
Angela,
Angela DeMarco yeah
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[drop]
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[verse]
So she made an honest life with her new job and kid,
But the Ef-Bee-Eye is much harder to get rid,
Now they want her to go down to Miami and spy,
As the plaything mistress of a scary mob guy
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[chorus]
Angela, (oooo oooo)
Angela DeMarco, (Take care, Angela)
Angela, (oooo oooo)
Angela DeMarco yeah (Take care, take care)
