Oh, Madonna, Madonna
Oh, Madonna, Madonna
Oh, Madonna, Madonna

I don't miss you
Just who you used to be
And you don't ring true
So please stop calling me

Your I love you's are ten a penny
You're dropping clues like you've got any
You've got to choose, there's been so many

I love you, baby
But face it, she's Madonna
No man on earth
Could say that he don't want her

This look of love
Says I'm leaving
You're frozen now
I've done the freezing
I'm walking out
Madonna's calling me

She's got to be
Obscene to be believed
That's her routine
Not what she means to me

I found myself by circumstance
Across a room where people dance
And quite by chance
She danced right next me

I love you, baby
But face it, she's Madonna
No man on earth would say
That he don't want her

It's me not you
I've got to move on
You're younger too
But she's got her groove on
I'm sorry, love
Madonna's calling me

Oh, Madonna, Madonna
Oh, Madonna, Madonna
Oh, Madonna, Madonna

I want to tell you a secret

We're having drinks

With Kate and Stella
Gwyneth's here
She's brought her fella
But all I wanna do
Is take Madonna home

I love you, baby
But face it, she's Madonna
No man on earth would say
That he don't want her

It's me not you
I've got to move on
You're younger too
But she's got her groove on
I'm sorry, love
Madonna's calling me

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Writer(s): Chris Lowe, Neil Tennant, Robbie Williams