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Songtext/Lyrics Deadlock Holiday - von 10 CC
10 CC - Dreadlock Holiday 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 gutter they looked me up and down a bit and turned to each other Chorus: I say I don´t like cricket oh no I love it I don´t like cricket no no I love it don´t you walk through my words got to show me respect don´t you walk through my words ´cause you ain´t herad me out yet Well he looked down at my silver chain he said I´ll give you one dollar I said you got to be jokin´ man, it was a present from my 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´d better understand that you´re alone a long way from home! Chorus: I say I don´t like raggae no no I love it I don´t like reggae I love it don´t you cramp me style dont´t you queer me pitch dont you walk through my words ´cause you ain´t heard me out yet I hurried back to the swimming pool sinkin´pina calarda 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 Chorus: I say don´t like jamaica oh no I love her don´t like jamaica oh no I love her oh yeah don´t you walk through her words got to show some respect don´t you walk through her words ´cause you ain´t heard her out I don´t like cricket I love it dreadlock holiday I don´t like reggae I love it dreadlock holiday I don´t like jamaica I love it dreadlock holiday Songtext zuletzt geändert von: |
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