Madonna - More

Once upon a time I had plenty of nothing, which was fine with me,
Because I had rhythm, music, love,
The sun, the stars and the moon above,
Had the clear blue sky and the deep blue sea.
That was when the best things in life were free.

Then time went by and now I got plenty of plenty, which is fine with me,
'Cause I still got love, I still got rhythm,
But look at what I got to go with 'em...
"Who could ask for anything more?", I hear you query.
Who would ask for anything more? Well, let me tell you, dearie: ....

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.

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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, might as well have four,
And if you like four, why not a few,
Why not a slew -- more??

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If you've got a little, why not a lot?
Add and bit and it'll get to be an oodle.
Ev'ry jot and tittle adds to the pot
Soon you've got the kit as well as the caboodle.

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Never say when, never stop at plenty,
If it's gonna rain, let it pour.
Happy with then, 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...

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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

-- find all else above --
That though "things" are bliss,
There's one thing you miss....
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that's
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