Lyrics:
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Her/His skin wasn't the same color as mine
But she/he was fine, she/he was fine
If all men are made equal
Then she/he was fine, she/he was
was she
Till a fine young American from the sea
To her garden came
They met beneath the cherry blossoms every day
And he taught her how to love
Yeee aaah
Matu afri fie , mesore a , yaa mete Facebook
Adeda nfikyire, menni obiaa Agye Nyame
Wo girl no y3 fine oo , but ne problem , She can't
They shut down the mine last summer, we're gettin' by on welfare
It's Christmas Eve, I'm walkin' home, not a dollar to my name
Night is almost on me,
the game down now, sorry Mr. Charlie
Ayy, she say you so motherfucking hood
But you ain't no motherfucking good
Might be right, gift and a curse, I take
baby,
Yeah, I'm tellin' you
she's so fine,
somethin' that you ought to see.
to town
I patched the wheels I watered 'em down
Keep her in shape so she'll be fine
To haul my cotton come pickin' time
(Haul my cotton come pickin' time)
enough (oh no, oh no)
She gives me the runaround
But I stay chasin'
But I need help, I'm in love with a crazy girl
But it's all good and it's fine by
goodbye
How could I have a love so fine
And not know what it's worth
Maybe this empty heart he left behind
Is all that I deserve
What kind of fool
smiling by the lamp post shine.
His heart can't remember ever feeling, oh, so fine.
She gone.
She not coming back, no way.
She gone.
She not coming
And maybe when she's dead and gone I'll get some sleep
Out there on my own I was feeling so alone
Like a poltergeist in the afterlife
Fading by degrees,
A committee
Should be organized to honor me
La la la la
I feel dizzy
I feel sunny
I feel fizzy and funny and fine
And so pretty
Miss America can
the railroad tracks
Oh, she's so fine, she's mine all mine
And that's no lie, yeah
I gotta take, gonna take her for a little ride
Gonna go round and round till
caught the vibes like you threw something to me
So I threw 'em back, now all my niggas hollerin, "Who was that?
Oh boy, she bad, nigga, what you 'bout do
something
Maybe, maybe she thinks it's fine
Maybe she knows something I don't
I'm so, I'm so tired, I'm so tired of trying
It seems to me that maybe
It
I met her at the 'Burger King'
We fell in love by the soda machine
So we took the car down town
The kids were hanging out all around
Then we went
somehow they didn't win Samantha's heart
But tonight she will be Charlie's, if he can only get that old Poulan to start
Been sittin' in the shed so
a minute
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute, baby
You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So
Sittin' by de ocean,
Me heart, she feel so sad...
Don't got de money
To take me back to Trinidad.
Fine calypso woman,
She cook me shrimp
She saw me walking down the streets of your fine city
It kinda turned me on when she looked at me and said, "come here"
Now I don't usually talk
the twinkling eye
Come whistling by? And does she walk away
Sad and dreamy there, not to see me there?
So I ask each weeping willow
And each brook along
happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully
She saw me walking down the streets of your fine city
It kinda turned me on when she looked at me and said, "come here"
Now I don't usually talk
a run-around
Nothing meant by anyone
Fine with them, such a quite din
Says he wants to leave a while
She just sits and tries to smile
"That's ok, it was
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