| I was walkin' down the street
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| Concentratin' on truckin' right
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| I heard a dark voice beside of me
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| And I looked round in a state of fright
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| I saw four faces one mad
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| A brother from the gutter
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| They looked me up and down a bit
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| And turned to each other
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| I say
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| I don’t like cricket oh no
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| I love it
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| I don’t like cricket no no
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| I love it
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| Don’t you walk through my words
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| You got to show some respect
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| Don’t you walk through my words
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| 'Cause you ain’t heard me out yet.
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| Well he looked down at my silver chain
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| He said I’ll give you one dollar
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| I said you’ve got to be jokin' man
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| It was a present from me mother
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| He said I like it I want it
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| I’ll take it off your hands
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| And you’ll be sorry you crossed me
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| You’d better understand that you’re alone
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| A long way from home.
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| And I say
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| I don’t like reggae no no
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| I love it
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| I don’t like regaae
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| I love it
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| Don’t you cramp me style
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| Don’t you queer me pitch
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| Don’t you walk through my words
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| 'Cause you ain’t heard me out yet.
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| I hurried back to the swimming pool
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| sippin' Pina Colada
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| I heard a dark voice beside me say
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| Would you like something harder
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| She said I’ve got it you want it
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| My harvest is the best
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| And it you try it you’ll like it
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| And wallow in a Dreadlock Holyday.
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| And I say
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| Don’t like Jamaica oh no
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| I love her
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| Don’t like Jamaica oh no
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| I love her oh yea
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| Don’t you walk thru' her words
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| You got to show some respect
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| Don’t you walk thru' her words
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| 'Cause you ain’t heard her out yet.
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| I don’t like cricket
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| I love it Dreadlock Holiday
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| I don’t like reggae
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| I love it Dreadlock Holiday
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| Don’t like Jamaica
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| I love her Dreadlock Holiday. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dreadlock Holiday (From "Snatch") , by - The Cinematic Film Band. Song from the album Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and Snatch Soundtracks (Music Inspired by the Films), in the genre Саундтреки