Sparks

While the symphony played
I was starting to fade
'Til I woke to a cymbal crash
I turned to my right
You were gone, that's all right
These platonic things are such a burn
I walked out on the street
While the big city lights
Tried to sell me on a way of life
I was already living
Well, a limousine longer than
The Golden Gate Bridge
Pulled up along side me at the curb
All the glass was blacked out
so I knew there was somebody
Very important in there
Then the door opened up
And a blonde in the shadows said,
Get inside.
And of course, I got inside
CHORUS
Madonna, is that reall you
Madonna, what 'cha gonna do
Feelings only you can have
Never in the photograph
Feelings only you can have
Well, she took me back to her penthouse
And showed me all of her platinum records
And of course there were a lot