
Date of issue: 30.04.2008
Record label: Wnts
Song language: English
Jean and Dinah |
Well the girls in town feeling bad |
No more Yankees in Trinidad |
They going to close down the base for good |
Them girls have to make out how they could |
Brother is now they park up in town |
In for a penny, and in for a pound |
Believe me it’s competition for so |
Trouble in the town when the price drop low |
Bouncing up with Jean and Dinah |
Rosita and Clementina, round the corner posing |
Bet your life is something they selling |
And if you catch them |
You can get em all for nothing |
Don’t make no row, the yankees gone, the West Indians take over now |
Things bad is to hear them cry |
Not a sailor in town, the night clubs dry |
Only West Indians like me or you |
Are able to get a drink or two |
And as we have things back in control |
Ah seeking revenge with me heart and soul |
Brother when I spread the news around |
Is to see how them cave men come into town |
Bouncing up with Jean and Dinah |
Rosita and Clementina, round the corner posing |
Bet your life is something they selling |
And if you catch them |
You can get em all for nothing |
Don’t make no row, the yankees gone, the West Indians take over now |
When the Yankee was in full swing |
Just imagine how I was suffering |
Mavis told me straight to me face |
How she find I too fast and out of place |
No, no, no, they would start to fret |
Money or not poor Sparrow can’t get |
Because with the Yankees they have it cool |
Calypsonians too hard to fool |
Bouncing up with Jean and Dinah |
Rosita and Clementina, round the corner posing |
Bet your life is something they selling |
And if you catch them |
You can get em all for nothing |
Don’t make no row, the yankees gone, the West Indians take over now |
It’s the glamour boys again |
We are going to rule Port of Spain |
No more Yankees to spoil the fete |
Dorothy have to take what she get |
All of them who used to make style |
While they taking two shillling with a smile |
No more hotel to rest your head |
By the sweat of thy brow thou shall eat bread |
Bouncing up with Jean and Dinah |
Rosita and Clementina, round the corner posing |
Bet your life is something they selling |
And if you catch them |
You can get em all for nothing |
Don’t make no row, the yankees gone, the West Indians take over now |
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