let's goIt's the MA-DO-NN-A, ha, alrightIt's the MA-DO-NN-A, you ready?It's

the sun, like the light, like the flameLike the

can wear jeansAnd cut their hair shortWear shirts and boots'Cause

feel it, it's feel it on my finger tipsHear

get over here fastThey're gonna find out we're

love, not war," we sayIt's easy to reciteBut it

see you on the street, and you walk

Christine and the it really sweet to be this

The actress hasn't learned the lines you'd like to hearShe's sad

me down the middleFucked me up a littleYou said

me down the middleFucked me up a littleYou said

If you forget meI want you to know one thingYou know

is a mysteryEveryone must stand aloneI hear you call my

Alphabetical Songs Sorted by Album EraMadonna (1983)Like a Virgin (1984)True Blue

feel it on my finger tipsHear it on the window

in the sky at night, I wonderDo my tears

Mr. DJ, put a record Tell me, love

pesme "Vrati me u mogu da dišem tvojim

1: Pink smoothLips as sweet as candy, babyTight blue

do we go from here?This isn't where we intended