The material girl
And I are like one
She is an adoptive mom
And I am too, hon
But the thing that I saw
Last night on Letterman
Is that Madonna and me both
Have long dark roots
So here's my plan
I will keep watching her
To see what other
Things we share the same
I can't sing but I can dance
So maybe a tour is in my future game
I am cool and I am hip
Get me on the next cruise ship
Dancing all across the stage
They can pay me any wage
And if Madonna comes on board
I will let her play our Lord
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Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on January 16, 2007
I like you better than Madonna..
You rock!
Lurve, lurve, lurve..
All we need is lurve...
Very cute, Lynn!! I think you should drop Madonna a line, I just know she has been dieing to hear from you...heck, you two are nearly like twins!! LOL
Take care,
Sherry
Give me a cool, hip mom any day. The dancing is icing on the cake. My eyes are almost as blue as Paul Newman's but that poor sucker doesn't have red hair and freckles. How does he live with himself? lolol
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You rock!
Lurve, lurve, lurve..
All we need is lurve...
Take care,
Sherry
Love,
CJ