OohMagazine
OohMagazine Madonna 
  
There is a girl,
She a model in
a magazine
Anywhere in the world
She's a natural born
cover queen
Eyes stare into space
with every feature
It's perfect place
I can't understand,
this crazy
schoolboy affairs
This adolescent fantasy
For a photoplay face
That everyone wishes
they could be,
A supernatural smile
A covergirl with
a magic stile, haha
Fashion and graces,
glossy pages,
They all surround you
But on the inside,
I see the cages,
I'm looking through you
OhMagazine Madonna,
OhMagazine Madonna
Can anybody reach you,
Maggazine Madonna
What is it that make
you what you are
  
How does it feel,
knowing soon
there will come a day
When you will become,
the cover girl
of yesterday
There'll always be
another
to fill the space
On the latest cover
Ah ah
OhMagazine Madonna,
OhMagazine Madonna
Can anybody reach you,
Maggazine Madonna
Tell me
What is it that make
you what you are
OhMagazine Madonna,
I'm looking through you,
OhMagazine Madonna,
Tell me Maggazine
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