[ intro ]
Bm | G | Em | A F#m | 2x
[ verse 1 ]
Bm G
soft glow on the city
Em A F#m
she said , “there’s no one here who can touch you now”
Bm G
caught the last flight out of lax
Em A F#m
with your one – way ticket , new york – bound
[ pre – chorus ]
Bm G
climb so high , don’t make a sound
Em A F#m
don’t you forget what goes up must come down
Bm G Em A
climb so high , tell me how it feels
[ chorus ]
Bm G
call me when you’re ready to be real
Em A
black madonna , hallelujah
F#m Bm G
makes no difference here , so let’s be real
Em A
black madonna , my black flower
F#m Bm Em
nowhere left to run , nowhere left to hide
A Bm Em
you’re not havin’ fun , i think that you should ride
A Bm G
call me when you’re ready to be real
Em A Bm
black madonna , my hallelujah
[ verse 2 ]
Bm G
on the phone you sound shifty
Em A F#m
you say that you’re at home , alone right now
Bm G
but in the background there’s a muffled laugh
Em A F#m
as you spin that wool and pull it down
[ pre – chorus ]
Bm G
climb so high , don’t hear a sound
Em A F#m
don’t you forget what goes around , comes around
Bm G Em A
climb so high , tell me how to feel
[ chorus ]
Bm G
call me when you’re ready to be real
Em A
black madonna , hallelujah
F#m Bm G
makes no difference here , so let’s be real
Em A
black madonna , my black flower
Bm A
nowhere left to run , nowhere left to hide
A Bm Em
says it should be gone , at least it was this time
A Bm G
call me when you’re ready to be real
Em A Bm
black madonna , my hallelujah
[ interlude ]
Bm | G | Em | A F#m | 2x
[ chorus ]
Bm G
call me when you’re ready to be real
Em A
black madonna , hallelujah
F#m Bm G
makes no difference here , so let’s be real
Em A
black madonna , my black flower
F#m Bm Em
nowhere left to run , nowhere left to hide
A Bm Em
you’re not havin’ fun , i think that you should ride
A Bm G
call me when you’re ready to be real
Em A Bm
black madonna , my hallelujah
[ intro ]
Bm | G | Em | A F#m | 2x
[ verse 1 ]
Bm G
soft glow on the city
Em A F#m
she said , “there’s no one here who can touch you now”
Bm G
caught the last flight out of lax
Em A F#m
with your one – way ticket , new york – bound
[ pre – chorus ]
Bm G
climb so high , don’t make a sound
Em A F#m
don’t you forget what goes up must come down
Bm G Em A
climb so high , tell me how it feels
[ chorus ]
Bm G
call me when you’re ready to be real
Em A
black madonna , hallelujah
F#m Bm G
makes no difference here , so let’s be real
Em A
black madonna , my black flower
F#m Bm Em
nowhere left to run , nowhere left to hide
A Bm Em
you’re not havin’ fun , i think that you should ride
A Bm G
call me when you’re ready to be real
Em A Bm
black madonna , my hallelujah
[ verse 2 ]
Bm G
on the phone you sound shifty
Em A F#m
you say that you’re at home , alone right now
Bm G
but in the background there’s a muffled laugh
Em A F#m
as you spin that wool and pull it down
[ pre – chorus ]
Bm G
climb so high , don’t hear a sound
Em A F#m
don’t you forget what goes around , comes around
Bm G Em A
climb so high , tell me how to feel
[ chorus ]
Bm G
call me when you’re ready to be real
Em A
black madonna , hallelujah
F#m Bm G
makes no difference here , so let’s be real
Em A
black madonna , my black flower
Bm A
nowhere left to run , nowhere left to hide
A Bm Em
says it should be gone , at least it was this time
A Bm G
call me when you’re ready to be real
Em A Bm
black madonna , my hallelujah
[ interlude ]
Bm | G | Em | A F#m | 2x
[ chorus ]
Bm G
call me when you’re ready to be real
Em A
black madonna , hallelujah
F#m Bm G
makes no difference here , so let’s be real
Em A
black madonna , my black flower
F#m Bm Em
nowhere left to run , nowhere left to hide
A Bm Em
you’re not havin’ fun , i think that you should ride
A Bm G
call me when you’re ready to be real
Em A Bm
black madonna , my hallelujah
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