Paroles:
Madonna Pre Madonna

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

(Spoken:) Girls can wear jeans And cut their hair short Wear shirts and boots 'Cause it's OK to be a boy But for a boy to look like a girl is degrading

(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

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 smokey air Can't you

nigga do' down fo sho bitch Shorty we aint trippin, niggas just wanna dance wit cha I mean damn wont you give a nigga a chance wit you On that pre-Madonna

So get mad at me I'm only sayin' what everybody thinks [Chorus] You ain't no Madonna No you ain't no pop queen You're just a pre-Madonna suckin' up

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

Tiffany Necklace Fly Me To Paris Just Fo Breakfast Sip Champaine Dress Tha Freshest Hopin Out Tha Cario Lay Lexis Material Girl Like Madonna Ms. Trina Tha Pre Madonna