Madonna Lyrics latest song by Kevin Abstract. The Lyrics were written by Ian Simpson, Joshuah Melnick, K. Harpoon, Romil Hemnani, Sarah Aarons, and Tyler Johnson and Produced by Kid Harpoon, Tyler Johnson, and Romil Hemnani
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Madonna Song Details
| Song | Madonna |
| Artist/Singer | Kevin Abstract |
| Lyrics | Ian Simpson, Joshuah Melnick, K. Harpoon, Romil Hemnani, Sarah Aarons, and Tyler Johnson |
| Produced | Kid Harpoon, Tyler Johnson, and Romil Hemnani |
| Label | Video Store |
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Madonna Lyrics
How did I get so hopeless?
Don’t forget to laugh all alone
She’s got that body like it’s warm weather
She thought that nothing can ever last, ever
F*ck it, tonight she’s doin’ that black leather
Friday night, nothing can ever last, ever
Rewritin’ the past, no lookin’ back
Lines on the dash, screamin’, “Ooh”
She’s better off in the club dancin’ how she wanna
Do her thing, what she feel, smokin’ marijuana
Spend her bands how she needs, she thinks she Madonna
She thinks she Madonna, maybe she Madonna
No friends, 2 A.M., and she hit the diner
Speedin’ home, fever dream, outrunnin’ the drama
Next day, sunrise, just facin’ the water
She thinks she Madonna, she don’t wanna let us down
Ex’s and oh’s like she’s playin’ Playstation
Blue bubble green, and she left the conversation
Love comes and goes, she hits the road
F*ckin’ somebody else in the gas station
Rewritin’ the past, no lookin’ back
Lines on the dash, screamin’, “Ooh”
She’s better off in the club dancin’ how she wanna
Do her thing, what she feel, smokin’ marijuana
Spend her bands how she needs, she thinks she Madonna
She thinks she Madonna, maybe she Madonna
Played her hand, got it bad, she doesn’t f*ck with karma
Speedin’ home, fever dream, outrunnin’ the drama
Fantasies, apologies, dreamin’ of the commas
She thinks she Madonna, she don’t wanna let us down
She’s better off in the club dancin’ how she wanna
Do her thing, what she feel, smokin’ marijuana
Spend her bands how she needs, she thinks she Madonna
She thinks she Madonna, maybe she Madonna
No friends, 2 A.M., and she hit the diner
Speedin’ home, fever dream, outrunnin’ the drama
Next day, sunrise, just facin’ the water
She thinks she Madonna, she thinks she Madonna
She thinks she Madonna, she thinks she Madonna
She thinks she Madonna, she thinks she Madonna
