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What It Feels Like For A Girl / Madonna

(Spoken:)
Girls can wear jeans
And cut their hair short
Wear shirts and boots
‘Cause it’s OK to be a boy
But for a boy to look like a girl is degrading
‘Cause you think that being a girl is degrading
But secretly you’d love to know what it′s like
Wouldn’t you
What it feels like for a girl

Silky smooth
Lips as sweet as candy, baby
Tight blue jeans
Skin that shows in patches

Strong inside but you don’t know it
Good little girls they never show it
When you open up your mouth to speak
Could you be a little weak

Chorus:

Do you know what it feels like for a girl
Do you know what it feels like in this world
For a girl

Hair that twirls on finger tips so gently, baby
Hands that rest on jutting hips repenting

Hurt that’s not supposed to show
And tears that fall when no one knows
When you′re trying hard to be your best
Could you be a little less

(chorus)
(chorus, prefixing 3rd line with “What it feels like”)

Strong inside but you don′t know it
Good little girls they never show it
When you open up your mouth to speak
Could you be a little weak

(chorus, repeat)

In this world
Do you know
Do you know
Do you know what it feels like for a girl
What it feels like in this world

Don’t Tell Me
Written:Madonna/Mirwais Ahmadzai/Joe Henry

Don’t tell me to stop
Tell the rain not to drop
Tell the wind not to blow
‘Cause you said so, mmm

Tell the sun not to shine
Not to get up this time, no, no
Let it fall by the way
But don’t leave me where I lay down

Chorus:

Tell me love isn’t true
It’s just something that we do
Tell me everything I’m not
(first time:) But please don’t tell me to stop
(all other times:) But don’t ever tell me to stop

Tell the leaves not to turn
But don’t ever tell me I’ll learn, no, no
Take the black off a crow
But don’t tell me I have to go

Tell the bed not to lay
Like the open mouth of a grave, yeah
Not to stare up at me
Like a calf down on its knees

(chorus)
(chorus, prefixing 1st and 3rd lines with “Don’t you ever”)

[Don’t you ever]
Please don’t
Please don’t
Please don’t tell me to stop

[Don’t you ever]
Don’t you ever
Don’t ever tell me to stop

[Tell the rain not to drop]
Tell the bed not to lay
Like a open mouth of a grave, yeah
Not to stare up at me
Like a calf down on its knees