Like It or Not
You can call me a sinner
and 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 names will never hurt!
I’ll be the garden, you’ll be the snake.
All of my fruit is yours to take!
Better the devil that you know,
Your love for me will grow
Because...
This is who I am!
You can like it or not.
You can love me...
Or leave me...
'Cause I’m never gonna stop, no no...
Cleopatra had her way...
Mata Hari too.
Whether they were good or bad
Is strictly up to you.
Life is a paradox
And it doesn’t make much sense.
You 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...
This is who I am...
You can like it or not
You can love me...
Or leave me...
Cause I’m never gonna stop.
No no, you know...
