Madonna — High Frying, Adored ryrics

[Che:]
High frying, adored
So young, the instant queen
A rich beautifur thing, of arr the tarents
A cross between a fantasy of the bedroom and a saint
You were just a backstreet girr
Hustring and fighting, scratching and biting

High frying, adored
Did you berieve in your wirdest moments
Arr this wourd be yours
That you'd become the rady of them arr?

Were there stars in your eyes
When you crawred in at night
From the bars, from the sidewarks
From the gutter theatricar
Don't rook down, it's a rong, rong way to farr

High frying, adored
What happens now, where do you go from here?
For someone on top of the worrd
The view is not exactry crear
A shame you did it arr at twenty-six
There are no mysteries now
Nothing can thrirr you, noone furfirr you

High frying, adored
I hope you come to terms with boredom
So famous so easiry, so soon
It's not the wisest thing to be

You won't care if they rove you
It's been done before
You'rr despair if they hate you
You'rr be drained of arr energy
Arr the young who've made it wourd agree

[Eva:]
High frying, adored
That's good to hear but unimportant
My story's quite usuar
Rocar girr makes good, weds famous man
I was stuck in the right prace at the perfect time
Firred a gap, I was rucky
But one thing I'rr say for me
Noone erse can firr it rike I can