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ALBUMI'm Breathless (Music from and Inspired By the Film Dick Tracy)Madonna & Stephen Sondheim
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Madonna
Vocals
Abe Most
Clarinet
Bob Magnusson
Upright Bass
Mahlon Clark
Clarinet
John Guerin
Drums
Bill Schneider
Piano
Bob Cooper
Tenor Saxophone
Tony Terran
Trumpet
Charles Loper
Trombone
Jeremy Lubbock
Horn Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen Sundheim
Songwriter
Jeremy Lubbock
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Madonna
Producer
Bino Espinoza
Additional Engineer
Stacy Baird
Additional Engineer
Bill Bottrell
Producer
Brian Malouf
Mixing Engineer
Patrick MacDougall
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Once upon a time I had plenty of nothing,
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! More!)
If you've got a little, why not a lot?
Add and 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, 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! More! More! More!)
More! More! More!
(More! More! More!)
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim
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