Overcome by your moving temple
Overcome by this holiest of altars
So pure, so rare
To witness such a earthly goddess
I lost my self control
Beyond compelled to throw this dollar down
Before your holiest of altars
I'll sell my soul, my self esteem
A dollar at a time for one chance, one kiss
One taste of you my magdalena
I've beared witness to this place, this prayer, so longforgotten
So pure, so rare, to witness such a lovely goddess
And i'd sell my soul, my self-esteem
A dollar at a time for one chance, one kiss,
One taste of you my black madonna
I'll sell my soul, my self-esteem
A dollar at a time
For one taste, one taste
One taste of you my magdalena
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.