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Jesus loves Anita, or so it doth appear.
Lately things are looking strange, or dari I say it?---queer.
In spite of controversy, so the morning paper said,
She's retained her high commission to squeeze fruits for heavy bread.

CHORUS:
You squeeze mine, Anita.
I squeeze yours, Anita.
You've been chosen, Anita.
Yours are frozen, Anita.
Terrible cost, Anita.
Covered in frost, Anita.
Smile and pray, Anita.
You'll feel gay.

You spoke in Miami to set the record straight.
Gave the folks a target acceptable to hate.
Told us there are some things that one never does in bed.
One wonders, Anita, if you'll ever get ahead.

CHORUS

Anita prayed for guidance and guidance came to her.
It said Anita, keep the job at a hundred thousand per.
If you don't believe in fairies, then they won't believe in you.
With an orange cluched in either hand you know what you can do.

CHORUS...cha, cha, cha