They were sitting like a string of pearls
Decorating an illegal world
But the one that took the poor man's plight
Was a tuby in the night
Mental anguish was her speciality
She's a sadist of society
And she'll tell you that tomorrow is gone
Now the race has just begun
One look in Madonna's eyes
She can read your thoughts and can see through your mind
One look in Madonna's eyes, she can't fill the rooms
But empty lives
Now the thinking what a waste of sin
She's a live one better jump on in
Twisted stories bodies clinging tight
She's a tick-tock of the night
When the fog has finally settled in
She will baptise all the waiting men
And it seems the competition is on
Now the race has just begun
One look in Madonna's eyes
She can read your thoughts and can see through your mind
One look in Madonna's eyes, she can't fill the rooms
But empty lives
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