Текст песни Beatles, The - Lady Madonna
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Lady Madonna chilren at your feetWonder 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 srrives without a suitcaseSunday morning creeping like nunMonday’s child has learned ot tie his bootlace.See how they’ll run.Lady Madonna baby at your breastWonder how you manage to feed the rest.See how they’ll run.Lady Madonna lying on the bedListen to the music playing in your head.Tuesday afternoon is never endingWedn’sday morning papers didn’t comeThursday night your stockings needed mending.See how they’ll run.Lady Madonna children at your feetWonder how you manage to make ends meet.