Текст песни Like It Or Not, Madonna
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You can call me a saint Celebrate me for who I am Dislike me for what I ain t Put me up on a pedestal Or drag me down in the dirt Sticks and stones will break my bones But your words will never heard I ll be the garden You be the snake All of my fruit is yours to take Better the devil that you know Your love for me will grow Because [Chorus] This is who I am You can Like it or not You can Love me or leave me Cus I m never gonna stop No no Cleopatra had her way Matahari too Whether they were good or bad Is strictly up to you Life is a paradox and it doesn t make much sense Can t have the Femme without the Fatale Please don t take offense Don t let the fruit rot under the vine Fill up your cup and let s drink the wine Better the devil that you know Your love for me will grow Because [Chorus X2] no no you know [repeat] I ll be garden You ll be the snake All of my fruit are yours to take Better the devil that you know Your love for me will grow Because [Chorus] no no you know [repeat] |