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Madonna Little Girl

Dominoes, d-d-dominoes Girls, girls everyday from London, Canada, and the USA Girls, girls everyday from London, Canada, and the USA Girls, girls everyday

and her lover So entwined And these visions of Johanna That conquer my mind In the empty lot where the ladies play Blindman's bluff with the keychain And the all night girls

the Lex door jump on in I'm kind of tired, I'm a roll blunts while you spin You got your license, right? Alright, no swerving Hair blond out, Madonna

in the hands of a chump Now she's mad at the world, no more daddy's little girl Now she's rockin' bandanas, no more Shirley Temple girl Now she be runnin

and her lover So entwined And these visions of Johanna That conquer my mind In the empty lot where the ladies play Blindman's bluff with the keychain And the all night girls

little Country girl Rock my world little Country girl Rock my world little Country girl Rock my world little Country girl (Rock on to me girl) Rock my world little Country girl

Oh, c'mon Everybody's talkin' 'bout the supermodel world Cindy, Naomi and that whole bunch of girls Redheads and brunettes and blondes with blue eyes

fear in a frame? or the picture of a girl? with a gorgonesque stare her scale covered hair has got a snake in every curl. with her forked tongue and those

fond of the back of beyond? [Magaldi:] Don't hear words that I didn't say [Eva's family:] What's that? You'd desert the girl you love? [Magaldi:] The girl