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In quaint native dress,
An Italian maid was deep in distress,
As the streets she strayed searching in every part
For her false sweetheart and his ice cream cart.
Her English was bad, it can't be denied,
And so to herself in Italian she cried:

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"Oh! Oh! Antonio, He's gone away.
Left me alon-i-o all on my own-i-o.
I want to meet him with his new sweetheart.
Then up will go Antonio,
And his ice cream cart".

So sad grew the plight of this fair young lass
She'd faint at the sight of an ice cream glass.
She'd dream nigh every day that he'd come back to stay.
But he'd fade away.
Her old hurdy gurdy all day she'd parade,
And this she would sing to each tune that it played:

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She sought in dispair for Antonio.
And looked everywhere that she thought he'd go.
Soon she to pine began, as each face she'd scan,
For her ice cream man.
She faded away. But they say in the streets,
That ghost of a girl in Italian repeats:

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