Out of wedlock is my son Two ba*tards now instead of one What can publicly be done? To rectify my honor Oh, a wedding That'll see me through I'll hitch to father number two Rent me Scotland, that'll do Just say it's for Madonna Get me a castle, nice and old Lots of armor, lots of mold We'll get headlines, nice and bold Or my careers a goner Tartan for the bride and groom A few close friends There ain't much room Stings place for the honeymoon If we can stand the squalor Oh, lets do that Scotland thing Whiskey and a highland fling Limo waiting in the wing To whisk you where you wanna (Have you got the rhyme scheme on this one?) And baby Rocco needs a dip In holy water ain't it sick Get me a cathedral quick Just say it's for Madonna And the locals think it's some big deal They're flattered by that showbiz spiel They thought Braveheart was for real Upon my word of honor And we'll get Hello magazine To photograph the happy scene We'll make those other divas green With envy of Madonna 'Cause you see my dears It's down to cla** What good's talent, tits and a**? If your lifestyle's deeply cra** Like those would be Madonnas