Pochi giorni fà vi ho parlato di turn up the radio, una delle possibili canzoni
del nuovo album di Madonna. Ebbene dopo il salto trovate la versione demo di
Martin Solveign cantata dalle Sunday Girl. Intanto madonnarama.com, sito molto
affidabile, ci rivela il titolo di un altra canzone contenuta nel nuovo album. Il pezzo
si chiama Birthday Song è una canzone pop orecchiabile ed è stata prodotta da
William Orbit. Infine dopo il salto trovate il probabile testo di bang bang, canzone
che dovrebbe servire come b-side.






Bang Bang - Testo
I should've known
When we met at the late show
You and me, dangerous
Sittin' way too close
2am, at my door
Where you dropped me off
Tell me how in the hell
Did I end up with my hand on the barrell

It's time that you paid
I want you to clean up the mess that you made

Like a bitch out of water
Like a bat out of hell
Like a fish out of water
I'm scared, can't you tell

Bang Bang
Put my gun down on the table
Before you try to blow my mind
I used to think it was you
Who was so unstable
But now I'm sure I'm close behind

B-B-Bang
B-B-Bang Bang Boom

I thought you were good
You painted me bad
Compared to the others
The best thing I had
But then I discovered
It couldn't get worse
You're buildin' my coffin
You're drivin' the hearse
I thought it was you
I loved you the most
But I was just keepin'
My enemies close
I made a decision to never look back
So how did you end up with all of my jack

Woh-oh-oh
Bang Bang

I should've known
You were too good to be true
You were hidin' both your horns
And I was such a fool
It's not a race
Wasn't trying to beat you
Trip me up, shut me down
When I was with you

Like a bitch out of water
Like a bat out of hell
Like a fish out of water
I'm scared, can't you tell

Bang Bang
Put my gun down on the table
Before you try to blow my mind
I used to think it was you
Who was so unstable
But now I'm sure I'm close behind

B-B-Bang
B-B-Bang Bang Boom

I thought you were good
You painted me bad
Compared to the others
The best thing I had
But then I discovered
It couldn't get worse
You're buildin' my coffin
You're drivin' the hearse
I thought it was you
I loved you the most
But I was just keepin'
My enemies close
I made a decision I had to employ
So how did you end up with all of my toys

I'm not your brother, not your lover
And I'm not your friend
Now that it's over you're another
Kind of different
A new person
Your time is up
And that's my blood in your dixie cup

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