Vacaciones de terror

Vacaciones de terror

Me gusta
Artistas:10 Cc
Géneros:Rock
COMPARTIR
Agregar a PlaylistDedicarCompartir
Reproducir canción
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 cricket oh no
 I love it
 I don't like cricket oh no
 I love it
 
 Don't you walk thru my words
 You got to show some respect
 Don't you walk thru my words
 'Cause you ain't heard me out yet
 
 Well he looked down at 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'd better understand that you're alone
 A long way from home
 
 And I say
 I don't like reggae no no
 I love it
 I don't like reggae oh no
 I love it
 
 Don't you cramp me style
 Don't you queer on me pitch
 Don't you walk thru my words
 'Cause you ain't heard me out yet
 
 I hurried back to the swimming pool
 Sinkin' pina coladas
 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 wallow 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 oh yea
 
 Don't you walk thru her words
 You got to show some respect
 Don't you walk thru her words
 'Cause you ain't heard her out yet
 
 I don't like cricket
 I love it (Dreadlock Holiday)
 I don't like reggae
 I love it (Dreadlock Holiday)
 Don't like Jamaica
 I love her (Dreadlock Holiday)
Imprimir
Editar Letra
Cancelar
  • 8
  • 9
  • 10
  • 11
  • 12
  • 13
  • 14
  • 15
  • 16
  • 17
  • 18
  • 19
  • 20
Artistas Relacionados