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America Paradise

all living here in paradise (we wouldn't, we wouldn't) In paradise (we wouldn't want to be) Paradise (we wouldn't, we wouldn't) Living here in paradise

on won't stop to let you off Well aren't you Miss America Don't you Miss America Won't you Miss America Our love Miss America, Miss America Miss America, Miss America

do but I'll live It must be like paradise If only someone could tell me how So please start rolling the dice Cause I can feel that my time is now It must be like paradise

off your knees There's a leak in the hold Where the infantry used to be Yeah Yeah Little monsters on the table Crazies here to play Little monsters on the boat parade

is not the meaning of life America, the promised land Forever young and never dying America, a dream comes true A helping hand needs no denying, no no America

their time Take me down To the Paradise City Where the grass is green And the girls are pretty Oh, won't you please take me home Take me down To the paradise

5 star meals My whole life style Like comin to America All my Louie luggage You see my bag How I carry ha Walkin through the airport Like I'm in a parade

down to the paradise city Where the grass is green And the girls are pretty Take me home (Oh, won't you please take me home?) Take me down to the paradise

A rapper got shot, and no one knows Who pulled the trigga on the kid and layed him in his grave And after the prayers and the street parade Shit got forgot