Madonna

Do you have to be so hard to get 

Especially with those emerald eyes 

You might have been a neon lover 

But you didn't have to advertise 



Well come on, well come on 

You might have been a crackshot shooter 

Hung up on your figurine 

Under the cold and darkly sky 

You're the only light I've seen 



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Well come on, well come on 

And it happens everytime 

I'm still hanging on the line 

Don't want to go up and down 



You don't have to be so touch 

I'll tell you when I've had enough 

You don't have to reek with charm 

You won't have to twist my arm 

Well come on, well come on 



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