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| Hey!
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| A new way fi bawl forward
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| Watch it again
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| Hey! |
| Hey! |
| Hey! |
| Hey! |
| Hey!
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| Then me no tell you, man? |
| A new style
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| All of mi boy, all of mi girl watch this!
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| Wha' me tell dem say?
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| Wha' me say?!
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| Everybody-ody-ody-ody
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| Needs somebody-ody-ody-ody
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| Everybody-ody-ody-ody
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| Needs somebody
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| Somebody to love
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| Somebody to kiss
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| Somebody fi come cool down your body when it fit
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| The other day outta mi gate, upon mi bottom weh me sit
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| Me look down the road, me sight a sexy little chick
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| She coming up the road, she look so outlandish
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| Her bumper cock off and her breast stand up stiff
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| Me like her figure, she got a nice little hip
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| 28, 32, and 36
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| Me just step down beside her without any resist
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| And said, «Hi there, come here, me love your cherry lips»
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| «A girl like a you, me surely wanna kiss»
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| Nuh pon her jawbone me fling half dozen kiss
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| And inna her ears me talk some conscious lyrics
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| That’s why me tell unuh say
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| Everybody-ody-ody-ody
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| Needs somebody-ody-ody-ody
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| Everybody-ody-ody-ody
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| Needs somebody
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| Somebody to love
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| Somebody to kiss
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| Somebody fi come cool down your body when it fit
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| Me nah go tell you wha' me tell her 'cause that a private
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| But to how she respond, look like she up to it
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| 'Bout, her belly empty, she want something fi it
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| Hear me, eeh, she licky-licky, must kill her with lick
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| Me tell her inna mi kitchen me have a pot a lick
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| Hear her nuh, «What's the menu Caple', make me hear it?»
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| Hear me, rice and peas, and ackee and saltfish
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| Fruit, and carrot, and pop chow, and lettuce
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| Hot pepper, sweet pepper, tomato, and Irish
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| Onion, and scallion, and thyme, and garlic
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| And pumpkin, cucumber, and turnip
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| A jug of sour sap juice with nuff ice inna it
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| That’s why me holler out
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| Everybody-ody-ody-ody
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| Needs somebody-ody-ody-ody
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| Everybody-ody-ody-ody
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| Needs somebody
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| Somebody to love
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| Somebody to kiss
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| Somebody fi come cool down your body when you fit
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| As the gyal her mi menu her mouth start to drip
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| She push out her tongue and then she lick off her lip
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| And she say, «Lord Massa, me can’t wait fi taste it!»
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| What you’re waiting for? |
| Now, let’s move to it!
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| Now on fi mi way fi go prepare mi dish
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| Nuh down inna mi alper, mi settee, she sit
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| Now something fi drink fi her body feel fit
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| Me just inna the buffet, take out the puss stiff
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| And give the gyal the liquor, tell her fi drink it
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| And I’m off to the kitchen to prepare the dish
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| Sametime me hear a voice say, «Capleton, come yah quick!»
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| Me haffi fling 'way the fork, the spoon, and the dish
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| And run inna the house without any resist
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| A that, me sing it out
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| Everybody-ody-ody-ody
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| Needs somebody-ody-ody-ody
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| Everybody-ody-ody-ody
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| Needs somebody
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| Somebody to love
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| Somebody to kiss
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| Somebody fi come cool down your body when you fit
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| The other day outta mi gate, upon mi batty weh me sit
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| Me look down the road, me sight a sexy little chick
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| She coming up the road, she look so outlandish
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| Her bumper cock off and her breast stand up stiff
|
| Me like her figure, she got a nice little hip
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| 28, 32, and 36
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| Me just step down beside her without any resist
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| And said, «Hi there, come here, me love your sexy lips»
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| «A girl like a you, me surely wanna kiss»
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| Nuh pon the gyal jawbone me fling half dozen kiss
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| And inna her ears me talk some conscious lyrics
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| Nah go tell unuh wha' me tell her 'cause that a private
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| That’s why me holler out
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| Everybody-ody-ody-ody
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| Needs somebody-ody-ody-ody
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| Everybody-ody-ody-ody
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| Needs somebody
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| Somebody to love
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| Somebody to kiss
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| Somebody fi come cool down your body when it fit
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| After me run inna the house without any resist
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| One piece of surprise, she say she feel fit
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| She say, «Yes, Capleton, me waan you kill me with lick»
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| But big, big surprise weh the gyal see me with
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| One piece of surprise, she start get panic
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| She start to scratch up herself like when cow have ticks
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| A hawk and spit like when puss have ticks
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| She a squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, mi say, «Lord, a wha' this?!»
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| And make some funny sound like rabbit and cricket
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| That’s why me holler out
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| Everybody-ody-ody-ody
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| Needs somebody-ody-ody-ody
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| Everybody-ody-ody-ody
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| Needs… |