HEīS A MAN (MADONNA)
All work and no play makes Dick a dull, dull boy,
career gets in the way.
Square jaw, such a handsome face,
Why do you have to save the human race?
Life of crime, no it never pays,
Clean up the streets and make your secret get-away.
All alone, in your room with your radio,
No one to hold you, had to let her go.
Youīre a man with a gun in your hand,
Waging a war between good and evil can be a bore.
If you donīt take time, itīs not nice,
so hereīs my advice: Take your love on the run,
Oh God, let me be the one, ah, ah, ah, man with a gun.
All boss and no brains bullies and thugs,
they take up all your time in vain.
Canīt let go, someone cries and you hear the call,
Whoīs gonna catch you, donīt good guys ever fall?...
...I would never let you go...
...īCause I can show you some fun.
(spoken) And I donīt mean with a gun. No...
...take it out of your hand...
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SOONER OR LATER (MADONNA)
Sooner or later youīre gonna be mine...be fine.
Baby, itīs time that you face it, I always get my man...
...youīre gonna decide...thereīs nowhere to hide...
...so why waste it in chatter? Letīs settle the matter.
Baby, youīre mine on a platter...
...But if you insist, babe, the challenge delights me.
The more you resist, babe, the more it excites me.
And no one Iīve kissed, babe, ever fights me again.
If youīre on my list, itīs just a question of when.
When I get a yen, then baby, Amen.
Iīm counting to ten, and then
Iīm gonna love you like nothing youīve known...and you all alone.
Sooner is better than later but lover, Iīll hover, Iīll plan.
This time Iīm not only getting, Iīm holding my man.
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HANKY PANKY (MADONNA)
(Spoken) Come over here!
Some girls, they like candy, and others, they like to grind,
Iīll settle for the back of your hand somewhere on my behind.
Treat me like Iīm a bad girl, even when Iīm being good to you,
I donīt want you to thank me, you can just spank me. Mmm.
Some guys like to sweet talk, and others, they like to tease,
Tie my hands behind my back and, ooo, Iīm in ecstasy.
Donīt slobber me with kisses, I can get that from my sisters,
Before I get too cranky, you better
like hanky panky...Nothing like a good spanky...
...Donīt take out your handkerchiefs,
I donīt wanna cry, I just wanna hanky panky...guy.
Please donīt call a doctor, īcause thereīs nothing wrong with me,
I just like things a little rough and you better not disagree.
īCause I donīt like a big softie, [no],
I like someone mean and bossy. Let me speak to you frankly...
...(Spoken): What about? Yeah. Thatīs an interesting...
My bottom hurts just thinking about it.
[She wants you to] Treat me like Iīm a bad girl,
[She needs you to] Even when Iīm being good to you.
I donīt want you to thank me [Donīt thank her], you better...
...[Hanky panky] Oooh, yeah. [Good spanky] Get the picture?...
...Thatīs the way I came into this world,
The doctor said, "Lady, sheīs a beautiful girl."
He gave me a spanky and the doctor smiled,
So give it up, honey, īcause I want it. Yeah...
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IīM GOING BANANAS (MADONNA)
Hola! Ese bato loco!
Iīm going bananas, and I feel like my poor little mind
is being devoured by piranhas, for...
...Iīm non compos mentes, and I feel like a tooth being drilled,
a nerve being killed by a dentist, for...
...Who knows? Could be the tropic heat or something that I eat,
That makes me gonzo. I do carry on so, for...
...Someone book me a room in the hot haciendo
with all my mañanas, for...
Iīm going meshuga, all day long thereīs a man in my brain
incessently playing "Booga wooga", but...
...Thereīs bats in my belfry.
Wonīt you make sure this straight jacketīs tight,
Otherwise I might get myself free, yes...
...Could be the wine I drink or itīs the way I think...
...Oh, Doctor Alonzo says...
...Someone get me a bed in the "Casa de Loco" for...
...Si, Iīm going bananas...
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CRY BABY (MADONNA)
My guy is really something, heīs sensitive and shy
My guy is such a bumpkin, it doesnīt take much to make him cry.
If you hurt someone helpless, itīs like taking away all his toys,
Heīs just a cry baby boy.
My guy is sentimental, heīs always feeling blue
He can be so temperamental and I donīt know what I should do.
If you step on a little bug he cries all over the floor,
Heīs just a cry baby bore.
I donīt want to hurt his feelings, but his outbursts have me really
Boo-hoo-hoo-ing all the time. If I turn out like him,
I think Iīm gonna cry, baby. Heīs such a cry baby,
(Spoken:) And Iīll tell you something else
My guy is such a wet noodle, heīs always teary-eyed
He acts like a real cock-a-doodle, he canīt even tell you why.
If you just play him a sappy song,
he acts like his doggie just died, heīs just a cry baby guy.
(Spoken:) No kidding, oh dear, my guy is such a whiner,
heīs worse than baddie so a cockroach seen in the diner,
and the tears flow out of the blue.
And if I ask him to knock it off, he goes and cries in the can,
Heīs such a cry baby man...I love a cry baby,
...(Spoken:) Would you knock it off please? Thank you.
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SOMETHING TO REMEMBER (MADONNA)
Seems Iīve played the game for much too long.
I let people buy my love and I never got to sing my songs for you.
I had all my bets laid all on you
set your stakes too high, youīre bound to lose.
In the game of love you pay your dues.
Say that happiness cannot be measured,
and a little pain can bring you all lifeīs little pleasures.
What a joke. I was not your woman, I was not your friend,
but you gave me something to remember.
No other man said: "love yourself", nobody else can.
We werenīt meant to be, at least not in this lifetime...
...I hear you still say, "Love yourself"...
...In the game of love Iīve paid my dues.
Guess Iīm waiting for my place in your sun,
Wish I had the chance to know you and it wasnīt stormy weather.
What a shame, whoīs to blame?...
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BACK IN BUSINESS (MADONNA)
Iīm gonna show you that good guys donīt always win...
...the brighter side of living in sin.
So when youīre six feet under, you wonīt wonder why
Just īcause you got a halo donīt mean that you can fly.
If you thought it was over, youīre way off track
You made a blunder, and you put me back, back in business,
This ainīt no hit or miss, Iīm gonna get my way. īCause...
...Youīre my first witness, and Iīm here to stay...
...good guys always finish last.
Speaking of virtue, being nice is a thing of the past.
When I want something done, Iīll say it with a gun
Just īcause youīre an angel donīt mean youīre having fun.
I just wanted to thank you for what you lack
Hope they donīt hang you, īcause...
...A tisket, a tasket, youīve lost your yellow basket.
(Spoken:) You donīt know if you want to hit me or kiss me...
...Heīs back in business now,
give me a hand and Iīll take a bow...
...Bah dah dah...Heīs coming back in style
Give me an inch and Iīll take a mile. Heīs back and why oh why...
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MORE (MADONNA)
Once upon a time I had plenty of nothing, which was fine with me.
Because I had rhythm, music, love,
the sun, the stars and the moon above,
Had the clear blue sky and the deep blue sea.
That was when the best things in life were free.
Then time went by and now I got plenty of plenty, which is...
...īCause I still got love, I still got rhythm,
but look at what I got to go with īem.
"Who could ask for anything more?", I hear you query...
...Well, let me tell you, dearie.
Got my diamonds, got my yacht, got a guy I adore.
Iīm so happy with what I got, I want more!
Count your blessings, one, two, three, I just hate keeping score.
Any number is fine with me as long as itīs more...
...Iīm no mathematician, all I know is addition
I find counting a bore.
Keep the number mounting, your accountant does the counting...
...I got rhythm, music too, just as much as before
Got my guy and my sky of blue, now, however, I own the view.
More is better than nothing, true,
but nothingīs better than more...One is fun, why not two?
And if you like two, you might as well have four,
And if you like four, why not a few?, why not a slew?...
...If youīve got a little, why not a lot?
Add and bit and itīll get to be an oodle.
Every jot and tittle adds to the pot
Soon youīve got the kit as well as the caboodle...
...Never say when, never stop at plenty,
If itīs gonna rain, let it pour.
Happy with ten, happier with twenty
If you like a penny, wouldnīt you like many much more?
Or does that sound too greedy? Thatīs not greed, no, indeedy.
Thatīs just stocking the store
Gotta fill your cupboard, remember Mother Hubbard...
...Each possession you possess helps your spirits to soar.
Thatīs whatīs soothing about excess
Never settle for something less.
Somethingīs better than nothing, yes!
But nothingīs better than more...Except all...
...Except once you have it all...You may find all else above...
...That though things are bliss,
Thereīs one thing you miss, and thatīs more!...
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WHAT CAN YOU LOSE (MADONNA)
What can you lose? Only the blues.
Why keep concealing everything youīre feeling?
Say it to her, what can you lose? Maybe it shows,
Sheīs had clues, which she chose to ignore.
Maybe though she knows, and just wants to go on as before.
as a friend, nothing more, so she closes the door.
Well, if she does, those are the dues.
Once the words are spoken, something may be broken.
Still, you love her...But what if she goes?
At least now, you have part of her.
What if she had to choose? Leave it alone, hold it all in.
Better a bone, donīt even begin with so much to win,
thereīs too much to lose...
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NOW IīM FOLLOWING YOU -PART I- (MADONNA)
Letīs dance, you can do a little two-step
Iīll go anywhere that you step to,
īcause Iīm following you.
My feet might be falling out of rhythm,
Donīt know what Iīm doing with them, but I know...
...Unlikely as it is to me,
on the floor with two left feet,
letīs boogie woogie till our hearts skip a beat,
but whoīs counting?
Encore, once again around the dance floor
Romance is in the picture too, now...
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NOW IīM FOLLOWING YOU -PART II- (MADONNA)
Letīs dance, you can do a little two-step
Iīll go anywhere that you step to,
īcause Iīm following you.
My feet might be falling out of rhythm,
Donīt know what Iīm doing with them, but I know...
...Unlikely as it is to me,
on the floor with two left feet
letīs boogie woogie till our hearts skip a beat,
but whoīs counting?
Encore, once again around the dance floor
Romance is in the picture too, now...
(Spoken:) Take it away, boys.
On the run, be the one...
(Spoken:) Yeah.
[Calling Dick Tracy, calling Dick Tracy]
[Come here Tracy, this is Sam, what are you doing up there?]
Iīll tell ya...
...[Do you read me, Tracy?]
[To tell you the truth Tracy, I donīt know.]
Find out.
An unexamined life is not worth living.
(Spoken:) Come over here!...
...(Spoken:) [Ten million, twenty million, thirty million]
What about Dick Tracy? [Forty million]
Dick, thatīs an interesting name. [Fifty million]
Dick Dick [Sixty million] Dick...[Seventy million], Dick...
...[Eighty million], Dick...[Ninety million.] Dick.
(Spoken:) My bottom hurts just thinking about it...
...(Spoken:) Would you knock it off please? Thank you.
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VOGUE (MADONNA)
Strike a pose...Vogue, vogue...
...Look around everywhere you turn is heartache
Itīs everywhere that you go [look around].
You try everything you can to escape
The pain of life that you know...
...When all else fails and you long to be
Something better than you are today
I know a place where you can get away
Itīs called a dance floor, and hereīs what itīs for, so
come on, vogue. Let your body move to the music...
...Hey, hey, hey...go with the flow...
...You know you can do it.
All you need is your own imagination
So use it thatīs what itīs for...
Go inside, for your finest inspiration
Your dreams will open the door...
...It makes no difference if youīre black or white
If youīre a boy or a girl
If the musicīs pumping it will give you new life
Youīre a superstar, yes, thatīs what you are, you know it.
Let your body groove to the music...
...Beautyīs where you find it,
not just where you bump and grind it
Soul is in the musical thatīs where I feel so beautiful
Magical, lifeīs a ball, so get up on the dance floor...
...Beautyīs where you find it [move to the music]...
...[go with the flow].
Greta Garbo, and Monroe, Deitrich and DiMaggio,
Marlon Brando, Jimmy Dean on the cover of a magazine.
Grace Kelly; Harlow, Jean, picture of a beauty queen
Gene Kelly, Fred Astaire, Ginger Rodgers, dance on air.
They had style, they had grace, Rita Hayworth gave good face
Lauren, Katherine, Lana too, Bette Davis, we love you.
Ladies with an attitude, fellows that were in the mood
Donīt just stand there, letīs get to it...
...thereīs nothing to it...
...Oooh, youīve got to let your body move to the music
Oooh, youīve got to just let your body go with the flow...
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