Music/Text: Neil Tennant, Chris Lowe, Robbie Williams Release: 2006 Album: 2006 - Rudebox - 05
Oh, Madonna, Madonna Oh, Madonna, Madonna Oh, Madonna, Madonna Oh, oh oh-oh oh
I don't miss you just who you used to be And you don't ring true so please stop calling me Your "I love you's" are ten a penny You're dropping clues like you've got any You got to choose there's been so many "ohh"
I love you baby But face it she's Madonna No man on Earth Could say that he don't want her This look of love says I'm leaving You're frozen now I've done the freezing I'm walking out Madonna's calling me
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She's got to be obscene to be believed That's her routine not what she means to me I found myself by circumstance Across a room where people dance And quite by chance she' danced right next to me
I love you baby But face it she's Madonna No man on earth Would say that he don't want her It's me not you I've got to move on You're younger too but she's got her groove on I'm sorry love Madonna's calling me
Oh, Madonna, Madonna Oh, Madonna, Madonna Oh, Madonna, Madonna Oh, oh oh-oh oh
. . . . . . I want to tell you a secret . . . . . .
We're having drinks with Kate and Stella Gwyneth's here she's brought her fella But all I wanna do is take Madonna home
I love you baby But face it she's Madonna No man on earth Would say that he don't want her It's me not you I've got to move on You're younger too but she's got her groove on I'm sorry love Madonna's calling me