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
I say, I don't like Reaggae, oh no, I love it
I don't like Reaggae, 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: "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)
And I say like Reaggae, oh, no, I love it
I don't like Reaggae, oh no, I love it
Don't you walk through my words
You got to 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?"
He 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 like Jamaica, oh no, I love her
Don't like Jamaica, oh no, I love her, oh yeah
I don't like Reaggae, oh no, I love it
I don't like Reaggae, oh no, I love it
I don't like Reaggae, oh no, I love it
I don't like Jamaica, oh no, I love her