the world (Bridge) Do it, do it Let me turn you on Let the music pull you through it Til the break of dawn Do it, do it While the night is young
me show you what it's all about 'Cause I can give it up more than Madonna You want to plea it's not guilty your honor 'Cause I can rock it all kinds
I?m just splishin?, splashin? Jumpin? in the sand Can you see me? Can you see me? Can you see me? Can you see me? I have the reoccurring dream of a
wanna play Who's got the je ne sais quoi We do hey, hey, hey So do the Madonna hey Do it the Madonna way And get into the groove Keep it pumpin' hey
do the Madonna, hey do it the Madonna way Get into the groove, keep it pumpin', ay I'll make you feel alright, I'm gon' pick you up tonight You gotta turn it
the very moving video for that great Cars song Drive Saint Bob made me feel like shit So I got out an envelope, opened it Put in a very crisp ten pound note It
that theres a place for me deep in your heart I don't give a damn, 'bout your credit card so Money don't say you love me Cash won't make me stay
want some personality) Give me action and drama (Who to look up to, who I'm supposed to be) Give me '80's Madonna (I just want some personality) Give me
got? I'm a survivor, you dont want it, you dont want it, you dont want it! From sold out stages to seconds from my life, to rolling with madonna, to
on the hood And two big speakers blasting Johnny B. Goode Looking so sweet it oughta be a crime She plays with my heart and messes with my mind Acts like Madonna
women Gather 'round me, boys and girls All folks of all religions All around this great big world Give me your high and mighty Give me your meek and
not a regular nigga right there, I know, I know Her friend ain't wanna give me the pussy You wanna know what that bitch said to me What happened? I
contenicals inside of my mental projectable Just call me Baby Jesus cuz lately niggaz is praisin' me Just for the way I blaze to be crazily, tape to CD lasery It
order And Lordy have mercy on that little bitty chair She's got a butt bigger than the Beatles Eatin' me outta house and home Her booty size well it
Called to madonna To give me a line She said, boy what have you done Passing your time with a holy man Talking of the moon and sun But I can't tell the
Maybe I should let you Come on and eat my brain There's an art to perception So see it as you will Can you adjust my reception? Just give me the latest
here on the map, sick of people who give me crap. So I put them on an island in the middle of the sea, and it was just Atom, Atom and me. REPEAT