I used to see you in the Louvre Museum, ooh –
Now I wanna take you home.
Sweet name Madonna,
Sweet name Madonna,
Sweet name Madonna, sweet.
Now I wanna kiss yours feet.
Beautiful creature, why are you picture?
Static as you’s made of stone.
Yes, I want to take you home.
Sweet name Madonna,
Sweet name Madonna,
Sweet name Madonna, sweet.
Now I wanna kiss yours feet.
Now I see – you are witch.
And you’re acting like a bitch.
I’ll throw you in the burning hole.
Make yourself feel at home.