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Sunday gone, I jump on a mini-bus
A really late but it not my fault
A when we nearly reach by the terminus
I feel the bus come to a halt
Well, lick a ram goat down by the roundabout
But just as if that could not suffice
A bredda run to the bus and start to shout
"You shoulda dead make we buy a pound of rice"
Ram goat liver good fi make mannish water
Billy goat teeth make the earring fi your daughter
Curry goat lunch put the bite in your back
It make your daughter
It make your daughter walk and talk
Well, the news spread fast like a telegram
Nobody know where the goat come from
We raise a pot and a pan from an I-ya man
Who sit down there all along
Two two's and the pot a boil
A head of yam and banana dip
Meanwhile, little waters a gwan
Lick mi goat and a (Meeh)
Take mi sip
Ram goat liver good fi make mannish water
Billy goat teeth make the earring fi your daughter
Curry goat lunch put the bite in your back
It make your daughter
It make your daughter walk and talk
Well, I pop two belts and I make a slide
I take a walk go outta street
But while I waiting down the road fi bum a ride
I feel a gripe and I start to feel very weak
Before too long, you no haffi ask
A running belly like a judgement day
A everybody in the road a dead with laugh
Is then I know that crime will never pay
Ram goat liver good fi make mannish water
Billy goat teeth make the earring fi your daughter
Curry goat lunch put the bite in your back
It make your daughter
It make your daughter walk and talk
Ram goat liver good fi make mannish water
Billy goat teeth make the earring fi your daughter
Curry goat lunch put the bite in your back
It make your daughter
It make your daughter walk and talk
Ram goat liver good fi make mannish water
Billy goat teeth make the earring fi your daughter
Curry goat lunch put the bite in your back
It make your daughter