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Radio XLVI, side B, track 6: “(It’s Just) The Way That You Love Me” by Paula Abdul

Paula Abdul - (It's Just) The Way That You Love MeOh, Paula Abdul, you know I love you so much, but buuuuuuullshiiiiiiiit.  Ain’t no way you’re gonna convince me that you’re not impressed with anything but the way that he loves you.  I was almost ready to buy it, because I trust you implicitly, but when you sing “It ain’t your black limousine”, you sound a teensy bit orgasmic.  Also when you sing about the French Riviera.  And most of the other stuff that you’re supposedly not impressed by.  Frankly, Paula Abdul, you seem to have a very detailed checklist of all the things this guy has and does for someone who seems so above all those material things.

And honestly, Paula Abdul, if I was this guy, I’d be a little pissed off hearing this song.  Sure, it’s a great sentiment that you just want love, but if I’m flying you all around the world in my private plane, or taking you sailing in my 90-foot yacht, or just driving around in that black limousine you clearly love so much, and your response was “I’d rather stay home”, well, Paula Abdul, I think I might have to look for a girl who was a little more impressed.  And I don’t think that would be hard to do.  After all, I worked hard for that money that I then blew on all that crap I didn’t need, specifically to get women like you to be impressed, so the LEAST you could do is NOT write a song about how unimpressed you are with my wealth and power!!!!

Umm. . .I feel like that got away from me a little there, Paula Abdul.  The thing is, I’m really just jealous of this guy you’re singing to, and I’m a little disappointed that, if you really aren’t into material things, that you didn’t just hold out for me, because I have NOTHING you’d be impressed by.  Besides my love for you, that is.

“(It’s Just) The Way That You Love Me”

(The way thatchoo love me)

(The way thatchoo love me)

(The way thatchoo love me)

(It’s just the way thatchoo love me)

(Way thatchoo love me)

(It’s just the way thatchoo love me)

(The way thatchoo love me)

(It’s just the way thatchoo love me)

It ain’t

The clothes thatchoo wear

It ain’t the things thatcha buy

It ain’t
Ya house on the hill

It ain’t the plane thatcha fly

It ain’t
Yo black limousine-a

It ain’tcha ninety-foot
Yacht

It ain’t
The things thatchoo’ll get

It ain’t the things thatcha got

It ain’t the money or the diamond rings
Honey, I ain’t impressed
With yo material things

The way thatcha love me

It’s just the way thatcha love me
Baby

The way thatcha love me

It’s just the way thatcha love me
Baby

It ain’t
Ya friends at the top

It ain’t their fortune and fame

It ain’t
Yo heavy connections

It ain’t the Hollywood game

Ain’t famous people or the parties they throw
Honey, I ain’t impressed
With all the people you know

The way thatcha love me
In the heat of the night
It’s just the way thatcha love me
Baby

The way thatcha love me
When ya lovin’ me right
It’s just the way thatcha love me
Baby

The way thatcha love me
And the things thatcha do
It’s just the way thatcha love me
Baby

The way thatcha love me
Make me crazy fo you
It’s just the way thatcha love me
(Baby)

Break it down

That’s right
(Woo)

Keep it like that

Ow
I like that

(Haaaaaaaaa!)

Guitar

<awesome Paula Abdul jam>

It ain’t the money or the diamond rings
Honey, I ain’t impressed
With those material things

It ain’t
The trips to Brazil

It ain’t the weekends in Rome

(Baby)
It ain’t
The French Riviera

You know I’d rather stay home

Ain’t the Bahamas
It ain’t Monaco
Honey, I ain’t impressed
All the places we goooooo
It’s just the way thatcha love me

The way thatcha love me
Baby

The way thatcha love me

It’s just the way thatcha love me
Baby

The way thatcha love me

It ain’t the money
It’s just the way thatcha love me
Or the diamond rings

Way thatcha love me

Ain’t whatcha buy me, baby
It’s just the way thatcha love me
Ain’t material things
The way thatcha love me
Ain’tcho Maserati
It’s just the way thatcha love me
Yo house on the hill
The way thatcha love me

It ain’t the parties
It’s just the way thatcha love me
Or the trips to Brazil

<awesome Paula Abdul jam>

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