They were sitting like a string of pearls
Decorating an illegal world
But the one that took the poor man's plight
Was a ruby in the night
Mental anguish was her specialty
She's a sadist of society
And she'll tell you that tomorrow's gone
Now the race has just begun
One look in Madonna's eyes
She can read your thoughts
And can see through your mind
One look in Madonna's eyes
She can fill the room, but empty lives
Now the thinking, "What a waste of sin"
She's a live one, better jump on in
Twisted stories, bodies clinging tight
She's the tick-tock of the night
When the fog has finally settled in
She will baptize all the waiting men
And it seems the competition is on
Now the race has just begun
One look in Madonna's eyes
She can read your thoughts
And can see through your mind
One look in Madonna's eyes
She can fill the room, but empty lives
One look in Madonna's eyes
She can read your thoughts
And can see through your mind
One look in Madonna's eyes
She can fill the room, but empty lives
One look in Madonna's eyes
She can read your thoughts
And can see through your mind
One look in Madonna's eyes
She can fill the room, but empty lives
One look in Madonna's eyes
She can read your thoughts
And can see through your mind
One look in Madonna's eyes
She can fill the room, but empty lives
Artist: Mase
Artist: Greg Laswell
Artist: Hanoi Rocks