Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jean and Dinah , by - Robert Mitchum. Song from the album In the Caribbean, in the genre ПопRelease date: 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 |