Correction Paroles More (End Credits) par Madonna

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Got my diamonds, got my yacht
Got a guy I adore
I'm so happy with what I got
I want more!

Count your blessings: one, two, three—
I just hate keeping score
Any number is fine with me
As long as it's more!
As long as it's more...

I'm no mathematician
All I know is addition
I find counting a bore
Keep the number mounting
Your accountant does the counting...

More! More!
(spoken)
Ooh!

I got rhythm, music too
Just as much as before
Got my guy and my sky of blue
Now, however, I own the view
More is better than nothing, true
But nothing's better than
More, more, more

Nothing's better than

More!

One is fun
Why not two?
And if you like two
You might as well havе four
And if you like four
Why not a few?
Why not a slew

Morе?
More!

If you've got a little
Why not a lot?
Add a bit and it'll
Get to be an oodle
Every jot and t**tle
Adds to the pot—
Soon you've got the kit
As well as the caboodle—
More! More!

Never say when
Never stop at plenty—
If it's gonna rain, let it pour
Happy with ten
Happier with twenty—
If you like a penny
Wouldn't you like many much

More?

Or does that sound too greedy?
That's not greed—no, indeedy
That's just stocking the store
Gotta fill your cupboard—
Remember Mother Hubbard!

More! More!

Each possession you possess
Helps your spirits to soar
That's what's soothing about excess—
Never settle for something less
Something's better than nothing, yes—
But nothing's better than
More, more, more—
Except all, all, all...

Except all, all, all...
Except once you have it all—

Have it all—

You may find all else above—

Else above—

That though "things" are bliss
There's one thing you miss
And that's—

More! More!
More more more more more more more!!

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