Jumpin' Jack Flash (Caribbean Edit)

I was born in a cross-fire hurricane

And I howled at my Ma in the driving rain

But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas

But it's all right, I'm jumpin' Jack flash

It's a gas, gas, gas (it's a gas, gas, gas)

I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag

I was schooled with a strap right across my back

But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas

But it's all right, I'm jumpin' Jack flash

It's a gas, gas, gas (it's a gas, gas, gas)

(Gas, gas, gas)

(Gas, gas, gas)

(Gas, gas, gas)

(Gas, gas, gas)

(Gas, gas, gas)