Lyrics No Touch the Style - Joseph Cotton

No Touch the Style

But see yah Miss Meera, a wah dat mi smell a yuh kitchen deh bun suh man?
(Mi some fried dumpling mi have in deh pon di fire, Sah.)
Some fried dumpling?
Well, I used to love the fried dumpling a lot too,
you know, but since I have the problem with the um… the self-raising flower,
I don’t socialize with it no more
Weh mi call it?
No touch the style
Don’t touch the style, tell yuh friend dem
No touch the style
Don’t touch the style, uh-uh
No touch the style
Do not touch the style, tell yuh friend dem
No touch the style
Don’t touch the style
Mi feel some rice and peas and some broad bean stew
So mi buy one coconut with one bungle a callaloo
(One bungle a callaloo?)
Mm-hmm, one bungle a callaloo
Carry it a mi yard guh give mi woman named Sue
When I see weh she do, mi haffi stew
(Then yuh mean she dweet so bad yuh haffi stew?)
Mm-hmm, stew, mi haffi stew
She bun up di rice and drown di callaloo
(Drown di callaloo?)
Mm-hmm, drown di callaloo
What am I doing with a woman like Sue?
(A woman like who?)
A woman like Sue
Fi gi mi carrot juice mixed with special brew
(So she gi yuh carrot juice mixed with special brew?)
Uh-huh, gi mi carrot juice mixed with special brew
Den she git up fram morning nuh gi mi no tea
Den she lock up mi house, throw away mi key
Mash up mi an mi one tv
(Yuh mean di color tv weh yuh guh trust pon HP?)
Mm-hmm, di color tv weh mi guh tek pon HP
Lawd ‘ave mercy, what is dis pon mi?
I soon tek it to heart an guh drown inna sea
(Den yuh mean you woulda tek yuhself guh drown inna sea?)
Uh-huh, drown inna sea, mi haffi drown inna sea
Weh mi call it?
No touch the style
Don’t touch the style, yes!
No touch the style
Mi seh do not touch it
Mi haffi think positive, mi cyaan think negative
Now I love off di woman truu she attractive
(Den a which part she live?)
Nuh dung a Stone Bridge
Over two year now mi a send her a college
And di woman cyaan boil likkle cornmeal porridge
Every day she a git up an a mek pure sausage
Yes!
No touch the style
Don’t touch the style, yes!
No touch the style
Mi seh do not touch it
Feel fi some rice and peas and some broad bean stew
So mi buy one coconut with one bungle a callaloo
(One bungle a callaloo?)
Mm-hmm, one bungle a callaloo
Carry it a mi yard guh give mi woman named Sue
When I see weh she do, mi haffi stew
(Then yuh mean she dweet so bad yuh haffi stew?)
Mm-hmm, stew, mi haffi stew
She bun up di rice and drown di callaloo
(Drown di callaloo?)
Mm-hmm, drown di callaloo
What am I doing with a woman like Sue?
(A woman like who?)
A woman like Sue
Fi gi mi carrot juice mixed with special brew
(So she gi yuh carrot juice mixed with special brew?)
Uh-huh, gi mi carrot juice mixed with special brew
Den she git up fram morning nuh gi mi no tea
Den she lock up mi house, throw away mi key
Mash up mi an mi one tv
(Yuh mean di color tv weh yuh guh trust pon HP?)
Mm-hmm, di color tv weh mi guh tek pon HP
Lawd ‘ave mercy, what is dis pon mi?
I soon tek it to heart an guh drown inna sea
(Den yuh mean you woulda tek yuhself guh drown inna sea?)
Uh-huh, drown inna sea, I woulda drown inna sea
Weh mi call it?
No touch the style
Don’t touch the style, tell yuh friend dem
No touch the style
Don’t touch the style, uh-uh
No touch the style
Do not touch the style, tell yuh friend dem
No touch the style
Don’t touch the style, yes!
No touch the style
Don’t touch the style, uh-uh!
No touch the style
Do not touch the style, tell yuh friend dem
No touch the style
Don’t touch the style, tell yuh friend dem
No touch the style
Do not touch the style, chuh!