| Lover come and set me free from my restrain
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| Tear the rags away they bind me
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| Stare me down and cut me deeply to the bone
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| Give me every tooth and blind me
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| You are Madonna, you Lady Divine
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| You are part Mother Theresa and a valentine
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| Some man’s pariah and a slippery slope
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| But to me you are the fire and I fly to my hope
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| Mother teaching me now lessons from the past
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| In faded photo albums lying open on the floor
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| She heals me with a Nikon camera captured laugh
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| And with a wink she sets me free forever more
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| So consume me now and burn me to the marrow
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| Heat me up like the world can never do
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| Tear my heart out from my body if you have to and
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| Then swallow me to prove that I am you
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| You are Madonna, you are lady divine
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| You are part Mother Theresa and a valentine
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| Some man’s pariah and a slippery slope
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| But to me you are the fire and I fly to my…
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| You are Madonna
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| You’re lady divine
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| You are part Mother Theresa and a valentine
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| Some man’s pariah and a slippery slope
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| But to me you are the fire and I fly to my
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| I will fly away
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| I’ll fly
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| I will take these wings and fly away
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| I’ll take these
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| I’ll take these wings and fly away |