Текст Gary Puckett – Lady Madonna
Текст:
Lady Madonna
Children at your feet
Wonders how you manage to make ends meet
Who finds the money
Did you think that money was heaven sent?
Friday night arrives without a suitcase
Sunday morning creeping like a nun
Monday’s child has learned to tie his bootlace
See how they run
Lady Madonna
Baby at your breast
Ah, wonders how you manage to feed the rest
Ba-ba-ba-baaa ba-ba ba-ba-baaa
Ba-ba-ba-baaa ba-ba baaa ba-baa ba-baa
Ba-ba-ba-baaa ba-ba ba-ba-baaa
See how they run
Lady Madonna
Lying on the bed
Listen to the music playing in your head
Cause Tuesday afternoon is never ending (ba-ba-ba-baaa)
(Ba-ba ba-ba-baaa)
And Wednesday morning papers didn’t come (ba-ba-ba-baaa)
(Ba-ba baaa ba-baa ba-baa)
Thursday night your stockings needed mending (ba-ba-ba-baaa)
(Ba-ba ba-ba-baaa)
See how they run
Lady Madonna
Children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet
Lady Madonna
Lying on the bed
Listen to the music playing in your head
Now, Lady Madonna
I said, baby at your breast
I wonder how you manage to feed