Song: Three Mile Skank
Year: 1982
Viewed: 64 - Published at: 7 years ago

Great sounds called the Three Mile
Straight from Three Mile with I man, I would say
A woah
But watch a man

Say natty go a Three Mile now fe go buy kerosene oil
Go a Three Mile now fe go buy kerosene oil
But here come a gal, come a smile [?]
But me no want no crocodile, Lord
Say me no want no crocodile
Straight from Three Mile, I say
A woah

Say that me go a Nine Mile now fe go check Sanny Smile
Me check Sanny Smile and she a hold upon me coil, me say fe leggo me coil, Sanny Smile
But I tell you, say fе leggo me coil, Sanny Smile
Say that mе pop little oil and so we gone one mile
And so me bring forth a child, Lord
Say that me bring forth a child
Right now this here oil can't spoil
For this here oil come inna different style
A woah
Say that me hang her pon a line a but she don't look fine
And she a gwaan like a swine, Lord
Say that me hang her pon a line a but she don't look fine
And she a gwaan like a swine, woi
Say that she write me a letter, me no want no alligator
Cause me know you as a traitor
So make I tell you, say me know you as a traitor

Hush your mouth
Go away
Say mama look for a bubu dey
But I tell you bout the sound, you got to come on down
But I tell you bout the sound, you got to gather round
Roots, you know

Man I was a walking down Lou's lane
But I met a little girl and she a named Mary Jane
Say that the damn gal grab off me one gold chain
And then she run straight cross Brook Lane
Woi, she run straight cross Brook Lane

Say that me go a Three Mile now fe go buy kerosene oil
Go a Three Mile now fe go buy kerosene oil
But here come a gal, come a hold upon me coil
Me say fe leggo me coil, Sanny Smile
Me say fe leggo me coil, Sanny Smile
A woah, [?]
So if you're a man, go work your money and go dash it away
A woah
So you've got to live the life you love
Go love the life you live, I tell you bout the sound, a really got to come on down
But a really got to come on down, and you no gwaan like a clown
Lord
Come make I tell you, natty dread a so him a conscious man
I tell you natty dread a one righteous man
Natty trouble no one, Lord
And I tell you natty trouble no one
Inna this here time that the man have fe be righteous

( The Lone Ranger )
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