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Love Me Where I Live

 
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Love Me Where I Live Paradice:
I was born on mean street baby
Right across from ugly road
You were born on Sweet Lane, baby
Had tem things I've never know

Now I got what you want, baby
And if you want me to give,
Sacrifice your paradise
Love me where I live

(spoken) Trash never looked do good, huh?

(sung) I was raised on hustle baby
You were raised on Sunday school
I was raised on riot, baby
You were raised on golden rule

I can raise you heartbeat, baby
Can you take what I can give?
Sacrifice your paradise
Love me where I live

(spoken) I call this Salvation Armani.

(sung) You can't get me off with diamonds

All:
No, no, no

Paradice:
My jewelry is dice
My body's rich for what you itch
But you gotta pay my price…
Love me where I live

(spoken) You know, I've been hearing some rumblings out there,
sayin' that my time is done, that I should just accept my fate.
Funny thing, it seems whenever me and fate go toe to toe,
it's always fate that does the… no show.

(sung)I'll walk into a lighting storm
With metal in my fist
Daring fate to strike me down
But you know it's gonna miss

I'll curse inside the house of God
Or any church I please
'Cause I don't bow to no one, baby
Nothin gets me on my knees
And you like me for that

All:
I like you for that

Paradice:
I wanna hear you like me for that

All:
I like you for that

Paradice:
Oh, yeah, you like me for that

All:
I like you for that

Paradice:
Love me where I live

You can tie me to a railroad track
And let that diesel run
But you'll never see a drop of sweat
'Cause temping fate is fun

I'll tap dance on a minefield
And never feel a thing
You can throw me in the lion's den
But guess who comes out king
And you like me for that

All:
I like you for that

Paradice:
Oh yeah, you like me for that

All:
I like you for that

Paradice:
I wanna hear that you like me for that


All:
I like you for that

Paradice:
Oh, baby, love me where I live

(spoken)Oo, well hello there, Mr. four-car garage, suburban home,
1 wife, 2.3 kids, 2 dogs, 1 cat, 1 mistress, Armani wearin',
Wall Street Journal bearin',
Cuban smokin' Republican votin' magnanimous and magnificent hunk of a man!

Yeah, I know what you're thinkin':
"That Ms. Paradice is one bad motha…"

All:
(spoken)Shut yo' mouth!

Paradice:
(spoken) And you like me for that.

(sung) Hey, bury me in Red Hook, baby
Right there in my neighborhood
And when you die, I know you wanna
Rest in peace in Hollywood

But you ain't restin' nowhere, baby
'Til you get a piece of this
Sacrifice your paradise
Love me where I…

All:
You got to love me
You got to love me

Paradice:
Sacrifice your paradise
Love me where I live

All:
You got to love me
You got to love me

Paradice:
Sacrifice your paradise
Love me where I live

(spoken) Well, America, I sung for you. I danced for you.
I bared my soul for you. I made you laugh, I made you think, and I made you mad.
You loved me and you loathed me and you made me rice…
and that's the American way… and I play that game well.
Oh, but I got a message for you this evenin'; if you turn your back on me now,
if you turn your back on me now,
if you turn your back on me now America, you can all kiss my black ass!

[Thanks to 10twlv4db12fiv2@optonline.net, sixersgrl712@optonline.net for lyrics]
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