It was later on that night, getting to the time when only the serious drinkers or vampires were left in the club. The lights dimmed once again and the curtain rose. Now Maria was dressed in a beautiful green dress on a stool with a microphone in her hand. Instead of being firey and full of sauce, her eyes were as sad as her smile as she began to sing.
"Some people say, when love goes away, better luck next time... some people say, when love goes astray, that a for every rose that withers and dies, another blooms instead..."

Maria didn't just sing to incite lust and desire. There were many facets to her personality, this being one of them. She could also sing to touch the heart and the soul, to make grown men want to weep.

"That sounds alright, in a careless rhyme, but there's seldom a second time.... better luck next time, that could never be... because there ain't gonna be no next time... for me..."

(watch video for whole song she sings)
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