| Since in the days of Adam
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| Eve was making confusion
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| Since in the days of Adam
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| Eve was making confusion
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| We have a next Eve in St. Thomas
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| She is a troublemaker of class
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| Fifty years old and this old brute
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| Still want to share the forbidden fruit
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| She so old and frustrated, always intoxicated
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| Always suing somebody, or somebody suing she
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| She so damn miserable and so disagreeable
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| This old witch so bad I had to run back to Trinidad
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| Night after night she worry
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| If a next girl just talk to me
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| What is the reason I don’t know
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| But she always getting on so
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| Sometime she face bright like the moon
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| Sometime it wrinkle up like a prune
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| With all of that she fussing from day to day
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| Eve with she face like Dorian Grey
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| She so old and frustrated, always intoxicated
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| Always suing somebody, or somebody suing she
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| She so damn miserable and so disagreeable
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| This old witch so bad I had to float back to Trinidad
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| I come to one conclusion
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| Her big problem is a husband
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| Fifty years old and she ain’t settle
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| Now is the time she fall in stinging nettle
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| So there is nothing more she can do
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| Than to make trouble for me and you
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| Poor soul accept my sympathy
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| May she find a man to make she happy
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| She so old and frustrated, always intoxicated
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| Always suing somebody, or somebody suing she
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| She so damn miserable and so disagreeable
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| This old witch so bad I had to run back to Trinidad
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| Well she walks about the City
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| Owing almost everybody
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| And she wouldn’t pay one penny
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| Unless is through lawyers, judge, and jury
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| This confusing Jezebel
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| Will confuse the devil in hell
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| That is a bastard of
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| And if I had a dog I won’t call it Eve
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| Eve intoxicated, always frustrated
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| Always suing somebody, or somebody suing she
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| She so damn miserable, she so disagreeable
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| This old witch so bad I had to run back to Trinidad |