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She climbs atree and scrapes her knee
Her dress has got atear
She waltzes on her way to Mass and whistles on the stair
And underneath her wimple she has curlers in her hair
I＇ve even heard her singing in the abbey
She＇s always late for chapel
But her penitence is real
She＇s always late for everything
Except for every meal
I hate to have to say it
But I very firmly feel
Maria＇s not an asset to the abbey
I＇d like to say a word in her behalf
Say it,Sister Margaretta
Maria makes me laugh
How do you solve a problem like Maria
How do you catch a cloud And pin it down
How do you find a word That means Maria
A flibbertigibbet
A will-o＇-the-wisp
A clown
Many a thing you know You＇d like to tell her
Many a thing she ought to understand
But how do you make her stay
And listen to all you say
How do you keep a wave upon the sand
How do you solve a problem like Maria
How do you hold a moonbeam...
...in your hand
When I＇m with her I＇m confused
Out of focuns and bemused
And I never Know exactly where I am
Unpredictable as weather
She＇s as flighty as a feather
She＇s a darling-She＇s a demon
She＇s a lamb
She＇ll out pester any pest
Drive a hornet form its nest
She can throw a whirling dervish Out of whirl
She is gentle,she is wild-She＇s a riddle,she＇s a child
She＇s a headache-She＇s an angel
She＇s a girl
How do you solve a problem like Maria
How do you catch a cloud And pin it down
How do you find a word That means Maria
-A flibbertigibbet-A will-o＇-the-wisp
A clown
Many a thing yuo know You＇d like to tell her
Many a thing she ought to understand
But how do you make her stay
And listen to all you say
How do you keep a wave upon the sand
How do you solve a problem like Maria
How do you hold a moonbeam...
...in your hand