Madonna — More

Once upon a time I had plenty of nothin' Which was fine with me Because I had rhythm, music, love The sun, the stars, and the moon above Had the clear blue sky and the deep blue sea That was when the best things in life were free Then time went by and now I got plenty of plenty Which is fine with me 'Cause I still got love, I still got rhythm But look at what I got to go with 'em "Who could ask for anything more?" I hear you query Who could ask for anything more? Well, let me tell you, dearie Got my diamonds, got my yacht Got a guy I adore I'm so happy with what I got I want more! Count your blessings, one, two, three I just hate keeping score Any number is fine with me As long as it's more As long as it's more! I'm no mathematician All I know is addition I find counting a bore Keep the number mounting, your accountant does the counting (More! More!) I got rhythm, music too Just as much as before Got my guy and my sky of blue Now, however, I own the view More is better than nothing, true But nothing's better than more, more, more Nothing's better than more One is fun, why not two? And if you like two, you might as well have four And if you like four, why not a few? Why not a slew more? More! More! If you've got a little, why not a lot? Add a bit and it'll get to be an oodle Every jot and tittle adds to the pot Soon you've got the kit as well as the caboodle More! More! Never say when, never stop at plenty If it's gonna rain, let it pour Happy with ten, happier with twenty If you like a penny Wouldn't you like many Much more? Or does that sound too greedy? That's not greed, no, indeedy That's just stocking the store Gotta fill your cupboard You remember Mother Hubbard (More! More!) Each possession you possess Helps your spirits to soar That's what's soothing about excess Never settle for something less Something's better than nothing, yes! But nothing's better than more, more, more (Except all, all, all) Except all, all, all Except once you have it all (Have it all) You may find all else above (Find all else above) That though things are bliss There's one thing you miss, and that's More! More! More! More! More! More! More! More! More!