Lady Madonna Songtext
von Bobby Darin

Lady Madonna, children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet
Who finds 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 is learning to tie his shoelaces
See how they run

Lady Madonna, baby at your breast
Wonders how you manage, girl, to feed the rest


Lady Madonna, lie there on your bed
And listen to the music playing in your head
Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wednesday morning papers didn't come
Thursday night your stockings needed mending
See how they run

Lady Madonna, baby at your breast
Wonders how you manage, girl, to feed the rest

Lady Madonna, lying on your bed
Listen to the music playing in your head

Listen to the music
Listen to the music
Listen to the music
Listen to the music