When we started, My heart was in your hands, You were my woman And I know I was your man Then you changed baby And I still don't understand Why you going creeping Oh less than a man Look what you've done to me baby Look what you've done to me Look what you've done to me baby Look what you've done to me Yeah, look what you've to me Haven't I tried To give you loving And everything else baby That my mind and body can Now that we've parted And gone our separate way I can see you feel the heartbreak Each and every day Look what you've done to me baby Look what you've done to me Look what you've done to me baby Look what you've done to me Look what you've done to me baby Look what you've done to me Look what you've done to me baby Look what you've done to me Baby, baby Ooh baby, baby Say baby, ooh baby Baby, baby Look what you've done to me Look what you've done to me Look what you've done to me Look what you've done to me Look what you've done to me baby Look what you've done to me Look what you've done to me baby Look what you've done to me Look what you've done to me baby Look what you've done to me Look what you've done to me baby Look what you've done to me Look what you've done to me baby Look what you've done to me.

Look what they've done to my song, Ma Look what they've done to my song Well, it's the only thing that I could do half right And it's turning out all wrong, Ma Look what they've done to my song Wish I could find a good book to live in Wish I could find a good book Well, if I could find a real good book I'd never have to come out and look at What they've done to my song Look what they've done to my brain, Ma Look what they've done to my brain Well, they've cooked it like a chicken bone I think I'm half insane, Ma Look what they've done to my brain Ils ont chang? ma chanson ma Ils ont chang? ma chanson C'est le seul chose je peux fais Est-ce-que n'est pas bonne, ma? Ils ont chang? ma chanson Look what they've done to my song, Ma Look what they've done to my song, Ma Well, they've tied it up in a plastic bag Then turned it upside down, Ma Look what they've done to my song La, la, la La, la, la Well, it's the only thing I could do half right And it's turning out all wrong, oh Mama Look what they've done to my song, oh Mama Look what they've done to my song, Ma Look what they've done to my song Well, it's the only thing I could do all right And it's turning out all wrong, oh Mama Look what they've done to my song

This is my alphabet Because time goes on, and things are changing in my world Here is a new alphabet for the children of my generation. Of course, all this words have a meaning for me But all the generations might find a different mood to their world. My alphabet goes like this: A stand for anything and B for bionic and Bach C stands for claustrophobia and D for dirty old men E stands for everyone, F is full-frontal and friends G of course stands for getting a divorce, H now stands for hijacking And, I for a king size ego, J now stands for jukebox and junkies K is for those who kiss and tell and leading lady starts with L Naturally, M is for me, N is for never again O is for that famous stOry, huum and P for pain, poverty Q stands for quality, which is better than quantity R stands for rock and roll, S is sexy and sad, T drives them totally mad And U for everything to me, V stands for little voodoo W for where and When, X sounds extremely mysterious Y is the question I keep asking Z for the zero you will get, if you don't learn my alphabet.

Gold, I give you gold, gold Did you ever dig for gold into the ground? Have you ever wanted gold? Have you ever listened to this precious sound? The glorious sound of gold... Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold Did you ever see the fighting that is started when men can die for gold? And can you sleep at night feelin' they might steal it? Your priceless fabulous gold. Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold The glowin' shine of gold, the burnin' fire of gold It's gold that drives them mad It's gold that makes them bad Everybody is fightin', everybody is stayin' For what? For gold, for gold! It's divinin', intoxicatin', influatin' and frustratin' Gold, gold, gold Hypnotizin', fascinatin', frightenin', inebriatin' Gold, gold, gold New look at the whore, she wears a golden dress She know the price of gold The dollar and the Mark they go up, They go down, they all move to the rule of gold Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold (that gold) Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold (it's gold I want)