Well, I been workin' in a coalmine Goin' down, down, workin' in a coalmine Whew, about to slip down Five o' clock in the mornin' I'm up before the sun
spirit of the song, any words will suffice so long as they deal with protozoa, little pieces of glass, cilia, psuedopods, ben-wa-balls, soap on a rope
all they got Down the road comes Samantha Sue: "I like to jump rope. Can I jump, too?" Sorry, Sammy, no can do. There's only one rope. No room for you
if yuh get hot, mek yuh body drop Tic a likke, toc a likke When yuh inna Addi lap Like plasma TV Wat da belly flat Yuh tight like rope when it inna many
some cash On them things And that's glass Wood across the dash Lookin good when we pass Swang and Bang And mash on Don't make this be a song That we whip
Tercüme: Ben olmalıdır. Halat Song.
yuh get hot, mek yuh body drop Tic a likke, toc a likke When yuh inna Addi lap Like plasma TV Wat da belly flat Yuh tight like rope when it inna many
i found a girl with a pretty face i tied a rope around her waist i know when she's in and when she goes out well there ain't nothing to guess about
