Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Johnny Reggae, artist - The PigletsDate of issue: 04.05.2020
Song language: English
Johnny Reggae |
| What’s he like |
| Mavis? |
| He’s a real |
| tasty geezer. |
| He’s grown his hair a bit |
| but it’s smooth, not too long |
| an' he wears a baseball shirt |
| with a number seventeen on |
| He looks great in his big white |
| basketball boots. |
| He’s stupid over football |
| An' he looks me in the eye |
| when he shoots. |
| Reggae |
| Reggae |
| Reggae |
| Here comes Johnny Reggae |
| Johnny Reggae |
| Reggae |
| lay it on me. |
| Reggae |
| Reggae |
| Reggae… |
| He’ll always start a fight for me |
| he’s always on the phone |
| at the dance-hall in the evening |
| he’ll always take me home |
| In his fringe and buckle stompers |
| and his two-tone tomic strides |
| He’s a real tasty geezer |
| an' I’m his — here — inside. |