Lyrics Top Ten - Gregory Isaacs

Top Ten

Please don’t hurt her though she once threw an arrow in my heart
Though she isn’t in my top ten, still she is on my chart
The way her love bring sweet, sweet memory
Maybe it’s the beginning of her misery
Because I don’t care whose school she’s been you see, she still taking lesson
from me
Though she isn’t in my top ten, still she is on my chart
Sitting in the back bench, still she’s a student of my class
The way she love brings sweet, sweet memory
Maybe it’s the beginning of her misery
Because I don’t care whose school she’s been you see, she still taking lessons
from me
No joke about it
Though she isn’t in my top ten, still she is on my chart
Sitting in the back bench, still she’s a student of my class
The way she love brings sweet, sweet memory
Maybe it’s the beginning of her misery
Because I don’t care whose school she’s been you see, she still taking lessons
from me
No joke about it