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Money, money, money, money
Love is just a history that they may prove
And when youre gone Ill tell them my religions you
When Punk-tius comes to kill the King upon his throne
Im ready for their stones
Ill dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands
Above my head, head, head
Like Jesus said
Im gonna dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands
Ands above my head, dance together
Forgive him before hes dead because
I wont cry for you
I wont crucify the things you do
I wont cry for you
See when youre gone, Ill still be Bloody Mary
We are not just art for Michaelangelo to carve
He cant rewrite the argo of my furied heart
I wait on mountain tops in Paris cold
Je veux mourire tout seule
Ill dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands
Above my head, head, head
Like Jesus said
Im gonna dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands
Ands above my head, dance together
Forgive him before hes dead because
I wont cry for you
I wont crucify the things you do
I wont cry for you
See when youre gone, Ill still be Bloody Mary
GaGa, GaGa, GaGa, GaGa
GaGa, GaGa, GaGa, GaGa
Dum dum da da-da
Dum dum da da-da, da-da-da da-da
Dum dum da da-da
Dum dum da da-da
Dum dum da da-da, da-da-da da-da
Dum dum da da-da
I wont cry for you
I wont crucify the things you do
I wont cry for you
See when youre gone, Ill still be Bloody Mary.
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