Lady Madonna

The Beatles

珍しく元気いーちゃん 👾lyric👾 Lady Madonna, children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet Who finds the money when you pay the rent? 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 Wonders how you manage to feed the rest