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"Hey Girl"

Damian Marley (feat. Stephen Marley, Rovleta Fraser)

[Chorus: Stephen Marley & Rovleta Fraser]

Hey girl!

The way you make me feel

I know your love is real

You satisfy my every want and need

Hey boy!

You're always on my mind

We need to spend more time

Cause no one else can touch my heart inside

[Verse 1]

She look so good in her clothes

She get dressed and roll

So much man a fly down, Call the pest control

Confident princess, She address them bold

She nah manifest, Fi them sexual goal

She wish them the best, Rasta bless them soul

Her mouth nuh filthy, Like nuh cess tank pool

Smarter than most intellectual fools

Weh spend them time pon internet chat rooms

She said, "Junior you're a genius

You think with your mind and not your penis

Your gang of Jamaican Al Pacinos

Drinking Blue Mountain cappuccinos."

Will I say, "Baby you're the cleanest

The true definition of what my queen is

Nothing could've ever really come between us

Share the same room and Jah will feed us."

[Chorus Repeats]

[Verse 2]

Why mi love her fi all she's worth

Sitn' fi gwan she wi start it first

Wheel and pop off, Supn' outta she purse

Whole heap a fool have to start disperse

Police ah come you see how fast she splurt

Can't find no sign of she khaki skirt

Light up the place like we spark these herbs

Love watch the way that she gwan

When a big tune a play pon the dance-hall set

Selector rewind every chance them get

The rhythm design fi she dance and sweat

All when morning ashine she nuh start dance yet

Man clear the line when she walk and step

But she nah pay no mind to remarks them mek

Always on time take a chance and bet

She's a fine piece of mind with right mindset

She said, "Junior you're a genius

You think with you're mind and not you're peanuts

Your gang of Jamaican Al Pacinos

Drinking Blue Mountain cappuccinos."

I say, "Baby you're the cleanest

The true definition of what my queen is

Nothing could've ever really come between us

Share the same room and Jah will feed us."

[Chorus Repeats]

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"Khaki Suit"

Yeah!

Yes mi lion me name Jr. Gong

Mi unique DJ, dread

Whatch ya

[Verse:]

Well a me name Jr.Gong

Me seh look how mi natty tall

Who nuh know me from dem see me

Me a living top-a-nor

Clarky boot and khaki suit

You think me go a Calabar

Well pitty dem nuh know seh every dreadlocks is a star

Ever quick with the lyrics we never quit when we talk

Fi get hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball

City fit inna mi grip and me a squeeze it till it small

Every itty little bitty drip till none nuh left at all

Go flipitty lippy Philip fi mine how him a talk

No pity like yosemite sam when time when we a war

so dem better know wi' vehicle and dem better mark wi' car

And keep a distance__ cause man will full y'uh face a scar

You go run fi the and dem a par

And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a par

We a bun' some ganja spliff weh build up bigger then cigar.

[Chorus:]

Watch ya dread

Flash it, flash it, Dreadlocks

Bim!

[Verse:]

And politican a drive dem car

tell dem nuh teer come over here

When when dem touch down pon the ends

You only hear seh war declare

Man clap inna town

And man a clap it inna square

and whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh tear

Wait!

Some man a run down grammy fi di gunman fi the year

And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear

One shirt deh pon dem and dem nuh have nothing more fi wear

And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair

Cannot find nuh vasoline fi moisturize dem daughter hair

And the bulla price a rise and it nuh dearer than the pear

An' a so mi get fi know seh heads a government nuh care

Cause the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer

Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year

Tell the youth dem seh fi get them education and prepare

Ras Tafari nah go give nuh man no more than he can bear

Catch a fire, it a bun' so tell the 'tican dem beware

[Chorus:]

Flash it, Flash it, Flash it, Dreadlocks

Flash it, Flash it, Flash it

BIM!

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Cupid ~ Sam Cooke

I have been listening to a lot of out music today. The drifters, the Supremes... I am in that kind of mood I suppose.

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