| Hm, hm
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| Hello, my name is Rudy T6rner
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| I come from Cologne, West Germany. |
| You know, the west is the best
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| I have no job, but I have a moped
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| And the only thing I really want is to become a real rasta man somewhere in
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| Jamaica But I don’t have money so — I don’t know, but some day it will happen
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| Ever since I was a little boy
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| I’ve been waiting for that day
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| To get down to Jamaica
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| But I never made it all the way
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| I tried to make some money
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| But I couldn’t find a steady job
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| So I spent my days and nights
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| Down in the parking lot
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| And jojo for a dime
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| (Prime Jojo time)
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| Hello, I’m Rudy the rasta man
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| I reggae my jojo wherever I can
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| Move it up and move it down
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| I jojo all over town
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| I wish my momma would understand
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| That Jamaica is the place for a reggae man
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| But she won’t let me go
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| And that’s what grieves me so
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| One night alone in the parking lot
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| This girl is passing by
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| She stops and stares in disbelief
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| At my Jojo right before her eyes
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| I move it up and move it down
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| Show her all the tricks I know
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| Then I tell her 'bout the place
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| Id like to go -Now she is going too
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| (What a Jojo will do)
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| I’m Rudy, I’m ready
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| I reggae my Rudy
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| Move it up and move it down
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| I rudy all over town
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| Watch out Jamaica
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| 'Cos here I come. |