Doctor: Tell me about your dreams... Madonna
"Doctor: Tell Me About Your Dreams" by Madonna is a song from her 2003 album "American Life." The genre is #Pop. The lyrics explore themes of self-reflection, desire, and the pursuit of personal dreams, emphasizing the importance of understanding one's inner thoughts and aspirations. Musically, it features a blend of electronic elements and acoustic sounds, creating a unique soundscape. The song reflects cultural commentary on the pressures of modern life and the quest for authenticity. Its introspective nature resonates with listeners, contributing to Madonna's legacy as a provocative artist.
Doctor: Tell me about your dreams.
Dita: I never know when I'm going to have a sex dream. They just come out of the blue. I usually have lesbian sex dreams with people I know. Once in a while a stranger steps in, but generally it's with people I would be just horrified to have sex with. Like my maid.
Doctor: You had a sex dram about your maid? Is she cute?
Dita: She's not cute. In fact I just fired her.
Doctor: Did you fire her becausе of the dream?
Dita: No. I fired hеr because she can't clean. Maybe that's why I had a sex dream about her. Because I tend to get involved with lazy, irresponsible people and maybe that was a gross exaggeration of it. Me having sex with my maid who can't clean.
Doctor: I am the doctor here. Tell me how did this dream begin?
Dita: It started off with me being arrested in Paris. What's wrong? Why do you have a dirty look on your face? Should I go on?
Doctor: Yes, go ahead please.
Dita: I can't talk when you have that look on your face.
Doctor: It will be gone in a few moments.
Dita: Okay, I was in Paris and I was getting ready to get on a plane. I'm standing on a street and all of a sudden I'm surrounded by French police and they are saying: "We are sorry madame, but we are going to have to arrest you." I said to my manager, "They've got to be kidding. I didn't do anything. What are they going to arrest me for? It must be a joke." He said, "Well, you have to go but don't worry, we'll get you out. It's a mix-up." So they took me in to the police station, they strip searched me and took me into the showers and scrubbed me. I'm totally freaking out. I'm screaming, "I haven't done anything! This is a really mean joke!"
Then they throw me in a cell and slam the door. I'm sitting there really upset trying to figure out ways to escape and they come in and say, "We're going to let you hang out with some of the other prisoners now." So they take me into this room with row after row of beds like in a orphanage and I walk down the rows and each bed has the last name of the person who occupies it on the end. I get to this bed that has my boyfriend's name on it. And I see that he's fucking somebody and I'm horrified. It's this little blonde chick. So I pull him off her and I notice that it's Cyndi Lauper.
Doctor: Very interesting.
Dita: I never know when I'm going to have a sex dream. They just come out of the blue. I usually have lesbian sex dreams with people I know. Once in a while a stranger steps in, but generally it's with people I would be just horrified to have sex with. Like my maid.
Doctor: You had a sex dram about your maid? Is she cute?
Dita: She's not cute. In fact I just fired her.
Doctor: Did you fire her becausе of the dream?
Dita: No. I fired hеr because she can't clean. Maybe that's why I had a sex dream about her. Because I tend to get involved with lazy, irresponsible people and maybe that was a gross exaggeration of it. Me having sex with my maid who can't clean.
Doctor: I am the doctor here. Tell me how did this dream begin?
Dita: It started off with me being arrested in Paris. What's wrong? Why do you have a dirty look on your face? Should I go on?
Doctor: Yes, go ahead please.
Dita: I can't talk when you have that look on your face.
Doctor: It will be gone in a few moments.
Dita: Okay, I was in Paris and I was getting ready to get on a plane. I'm standing on a street and all of a sudden I'm surrounded by French police and they are saying: "We are sorry madame, but we are going to have to arrest you." I said to my manager, "They've got to be kidding. I didn't do anything. What are they going to arrest me for? It must be a joke." He said, "Well, you have to go but don't worry, we'll get you out. It's a mix-up." So they took me in to the police station, they strip searched me and took me into the showers and scrubbed me. I'm totally freaking out. I'm screaming, "I haven't done anything! This is a really mean joke!"
Then they throw me in a cell and slam the door. I'm sitting there really upset trying to figure out ways to escape and they come in and say, "We're going to let you hang out with some of the other prisoners now." So they take me into this room with row after row of beds like in a orphanage and I walk down the rows and each bed has the last name of the person who occupies it on the end. I get to this bed that has my boyfriend's name on it. And I see that he's fucking somebody and I'm horrified. It's this little blonde chick. So I pull him off her and I notice that it's Cyndi Lauper.
Doctor: Very interesting.
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