Dreadlock Holiday lyrics

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I was walkin' down the street

Concentratin' on truckin' right

I heard a dark voice beside of me

And I looked 'round in a state of fright

I saw four faces, one mad, a brother from the getto

They looked me up and down a bit and turned to each other

I say, I don't like cricket, oh no

I love it

Don't you walk through my words

You got to show some respect

Don't you walk through my words

Cause you ain't heard me out yet

Well, he looked down on my silver chain

He said: "I'll give you one dollar"

I said: "You've got to be jokin', man

It was a present from me mother"

He said: "I like it, I want it, I'll take it off your hands

And you'll be sorry you crossed me

You better understand

That you're alone, a long way from home"
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And I say, I don't like Reggae, oh no

I love it

Don't you cramp me style

Don't you queer me pitch

Don't you walk through my words

'Cause you ain't heard me out yet

I hurried back to the swimming pool

Sinkin' Pina Colada.

I heard a dark voice beside me say

"Would you like something harder "

She said: 'I've got it, you want it

My harvest is the best and if you try it

You'll like it and whollow in a Dreadlock holiday

And I say, don't like Jamaica, oh no

I love her

Don't you walk through her words

You got to show some respect

Don't you walk through her words

'Cause you ain't heard me out yet

I don't like cricket, oh no

I love it (Dreadlock holiday)

I don't like Reggae, oh no

I love it (Dreadlock holiday)

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