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Me And I Love It
Out Of The Woodwork III
© 1973 by Gary E. Andrews
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(Verse I)
Sit in the station,
My head in my hands!
I'm dying of starvation!
I'll fill my demands,
Selling my body
to riffraff and such,
Getting their money and
letting them touch
Me And I hate it!

(V II)
Standing alone at
the Top Of The Stair,
Looking at young girls
all gyrating there,
Moving their bodies
to music. Too much!
Getting their money's worth.
Letting them touch
Me And I love it!

(Instrumental Bridge)

Roll in the back seat,
My head on the gun.
Pushing my body with
syringe and crutch.
Getting off easy.
The man cannot touch
Me And I love it!

It's harder than hate,
Soft as desire,
Colder than late,
With the heat of a fire.
I'm having some trouble,
These conflicts inside.
Yes, I'm afraid that it's now
Me And I,
And it's Oh-oh-oh-oh!

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"Me And I Love It" 1973 by Gary E. Andrews
All Rights Reserved For The Globe

A rock 'n roll nightmare. Like "Crimson Slayer," I think I was imagining being in the world so many rockers of the 1960's and 1970's seemed to be living, easy pleasures, tragic desperation.