Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dreadlock Holiday, artist - 10 CC.
Date of issue: 25.12.1993
Song language: English
Dreadlock Holiday |
I was walkin' down the street |
Concentrating on truckin' right |
I heard a dark voice beside of me |
And I looked round in a state of fright |
I saw four faces, one mad |
A brother from the gutter |
They looked me up and down a bit |
And turned to each other |
I say |
I don’t like cricket, oh no |
I love it |
I don’t like cricket, no no |
I love it |
Don’t you walk through my words |
You got to show some respect |
Don’t you walk through my words |
'Cause you ain’t heard me out yet |
Well he looked down at my silver chain |
He said I’ll give you one dollar |
I said you’ve got to be joking man |
It was a present from me' mother |
He said, «I like it I want it |
I’ll take it off your hands |
And you’ll be sorry you crossed me |
You’d better understand that you’re alone |
A long way from home» |
And I say |
I don’t like reggae, no no |
I love it |
I don’t like reggae |
I love it |
Don’t you cramp me style |
Don’t you queer me pitch |
Don’t you walk through my words |
'Cause you ain’t heard me out yet |
I hurried back to the swimming pool |
Sinkin' piña colada |
I heard a dark voice beside me say |
«Would you like something hotter?» |
She said, «I've got it, you want it |
My harvest is the best |
And if you try it, you’ll like it |
And wallow in a dreadlock holiday |
And I say |
Don’t like Jamaica, oh no |
I love her |
Don’t like Jamaica, oh no |
I love her, oh yea |
Don’t you walk through her words |
You got to show some respect |
Don’t you walk through her words |
'Cause you ain’t heard her out yet |
I don’t like cricket (oh no) |
I love it (Dreadlock Holiday) |
I don’t like reggae (oh no) |
I love it (Dreadlock Holiday) |
Don’t like Jamaica (oh no) |
I love her (Dreadlock Holiday) |