| Moolah babe
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| She was a young girl in pursuit of glory and fame
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| She would do anything she could to feel the flame
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| When everybody know your move and the things you pay
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| She finally made all her dreams come true and then she screamed
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradise! |
| Oh no, this ain’t paradise!
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradise! |
| (Yeah)
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradise! |
| Oh no, this ain’t paradise!
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| You know, this ain’t paradise
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| He was a young boy in pursuit of money and fame
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| And he would do anything he could to kill the pain
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| When everybody know your moves, they speak of your name
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| And oh, all over the late night local news I heard him scream
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradise! |
| Oh no, this ain’t paradise!
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradise! |
| (Yeah)
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradise! |
| Oh no, this ain’t paradise!
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| You know, this ain’t paradise
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| Woah
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| I say the sun don’t shine forever (Oh oh oh oh oh)
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| And everything that glitter ain’t gold (Ahhh)
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| I say love don’t love forever (Oh oh oh oh oh)
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| And everything that’s new gets old (Rahhhhh)
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| Sometimes we try to find the road to the riches
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| Need roadside assistance
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| Blisters on my knees, from beggin' for forgiveness
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| Ain’t no dollars on my trees, but mileage on my feet
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| 'Cause I been climbin' to the peak, and runnin' from the bullshit
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| I’m tired of playin' the same song, who told the DJ bring it back?
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| Dead Presidents, bullet in Abraham Lincoln hat
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| Starin' at big poster, I swear that he be winkin' back
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| Cut school, sell crack, sorry I’m just thinkin' back
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| Call me crazy, I’ve been called worse
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| It’s like I have it all, but what’s it all worth?
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| Ha ha, I’m probably better in my afterlife
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| I should cherish life, but this just ain’t paradise
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradise! |
| Oh no, this ain’t paradise!
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradise! |
| (Oh, ohh ohh ohh)
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| This ain’t paradise; |
| no, this ain’t paradise
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| This ain’t paradise |