Madonna: "Masterpiece"

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Lyrics and Music by Madonna, Julie Frost, Jimmy Harry


If you were the Mona Lisa
You’d be hanging in the Louvre,
Everyone would come to see you,
You’d be impossible to move.

   It seems to me
   That’s what you are,
   A rare and priceless work of art,
   You stay behind
   Your velvet rope,
   But I will not renounce all hope.

Chorus:
     And I’m right by your side,
     Like a thief in the night
     I stand in front
     Of the Masterpiece,

     And I can’t tell you why
     It hurts so much
     To be in love with
     A Masterpiece.

     ‘Cause after all
     Nothing’s indestructible…

From the moment I first saw you
All the darkness turned to white.
An impressionistic painting,
Tiny particles of light.

   It seems to me
   That’s what you’re like,
   The look but, please,
   Don’t touch me type.
   And honestly it can’t be fun
   To always be the chosen one.

Chorus:
     And I’m right by your side,
     Like a thief in the night
     I stand in front
     Of the Masterpiece.

     And I can’t tell you why
     It hurts so much
     To be in love with
     A Masterpiece (Masterpiece).

     ‘Cause after all
     Nothing’s indestructible,
     Nothing’s indestructible,
     Nothing’s indestructible,
     Nothing’s indestructible…

     And I’m right by your side,
     Like a thief in the night
     I stand in front
     Of the Masterpiece.

     And I can’t tell you why
     It hurts so much
     To be in love with
     A Masterpiece.

     And I’m right by your side,
     Like a thief in the night
     I stand in front
     Of the Masterpiece.

     And I can’t tell you why
     It hurts so much
     To be in love with
     A Masterpiece (Masterpiece).

     ‘Cause after all
     Nothing’s indestructible,
     ‘Cause after all
     Nothing’s indestructible…
 

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