Reach out, reach out Reach out, reach out Reach out, reach out Ain't no big deal to say I love you still Call out my name, I'll be here Ain't no big
Crimes of passion Give me such a sweet reaction Oh, crimes of passion Give me so much satisfaction Don't play dumb with me, I know you know the score
I can't lock my door Oh, I don't have no privacy The only thing that's mine Is what's inside of me When I've had enough A little voice inside It
You, you make my life much bright, baby You're always on my mind Don't you know you, you make my load much light, baby True love is ours to find You
Swaying room as the music starts Strangers making the most of the dark Two by two their bodies become one I see you through the smoky air Can't you feel
[Finn:] Girls can wear jeans and cut their hair short, wear shirts and boots, because it's okay to be a boy. [Artie:] But for a boy to look like a girl
Girls can wear jeans and cut their hair short Wear shirts and boots 'cause it's okay to be a boy But for a boy to look like a girl is degrading 'Cause
I can't remember When I was young I can't explain If it was wrong My life goes on But not the same Into your eyes My face remains I've been so high
Colonel Peron, Eva Duarte I've heard so much about you I'm amazed, for I'm only an actress (A soldier) Nothing to shout about (One of the thousands)
(Che:) Tell me before I waltz out of your life Before turning my back on the past Forgive my impertinent behavior But how long do you think this pantomime
summer in the winter Miami in December trying to look bored in them Dior's. she probably is, Was acting shallow 'til she found out how deep that my pockets is Mrs. pre-Madonna
the last who looked out Selfishness That's a character flaw No holding out Yo what happened to the honor? You're dealing with Sensitive Pre-Madonna drama
been in wild battles and won I'm undefeated The punch lines that I put in the streets Even made freeway say "Put on a beat" Only the strong pre-vail
two kids in high school they tell her that she's uncool cause she's still pre-occupied with 1985 Woohoohoo I love this song!!!!!! Bruce Springsteen, Madonna
And I can leave the same way If you really cared babe You would spend your time If you don't understand You can't afford mine, no Ain't a pre-madonna
grab my meat, she take it down real deep Till her body feel weak, then I'm fallin' asleep See I ain't talkin' 'bout these pre-Madonna bitches you meet
