Overcome by your moving temple
Overcome by this holiest of altars
So pure, so rare
To witness such an earthly goddess
That I`ve lost my self control
Beyond compelled to throw this dollar
Down before your holiest of altars
I`d sell my soul
My self-esteem a dollar at a time
For one chance, one kiss
One taste of you, my Magdalena
I bear witness
This place, this prayer, so long forgotten
So pure, so rare
To witness such an earthly goddess
That 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`d sell my soul
My self-esteem a dollar at a time
One taste, one taste
One taste of you, my Magdalena
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