Murder She Wrote- Chaka Demus & Pliers
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Now this one dedicated to the girls them with the angel face and the devil heart
You know say Ragamuffin Chaka Demus and youth called Pliers, come to deal with the case
Step up my youth, hear this
I know this little girl, her name is Maxine
Her beauty's like a bunch of rose (let her know)
If I ever tell ya 'bout Maxine
You oughta say I don't know what I know, but (ha-ha-ha)
Murder she wrote (for real, for real)
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
Watch ya now, it name
Ah pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka, follow me
Ah pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka
Say, gyal, you pretty
Your face, it pretty but your character dirty
Girl, you just act too flirty-flirty
You run to Tom, Dick, and also Harry
And when you find your mistake
You talk 'bout you're sorry, sorry, sorry (come now)
Have her cruise the corner where she jooks an' where she jam
She know about Lou, Crack, an' every money man (macho man)
Make love with the Coolie, Chinese, White Man, an' Indian
The wickedest kind a girl whey Mr. Pliers buk upon
Now have you heard about this girl? Her name is Maxine
Her beauty's like a bunch of rose (ha-ha-ha-ha)
And if I ever tell ya 'bout Maxine
You oughta say I don't know what I know, but
Murder she wrote (murderous woman)
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote, na-na-na
Murder she wrote
Watch here now, stand still
You nah pay me light bill
If you test the ragamuffin
Girl, ya goin' get kill
Girl, keep 'way
'Cause you ah crebbie, crebbie
And the lyrics weh me talk, a it me DJ
Girl, come out
Because you nah shock out
And when you hear the ragamuffin
You haffi jump and shout
Nuh touch me gate
You nah pay my water rate
Because great is great, great can't underrate (follow me)
Your pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka (follow me)
Your pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka
Say, gyal, you pretty
Your face, it pretty but your character dirty
Girl, you just act too flirty-flirty
You run to Tom, Dick, and also Harry
And when you find your mistake
You talk 'bout you're sorry, sorry, sorry
Now every middle of the year this girl go have abortion
For the coolie, White Man, Indian, no seekin' an infant
And just the other day me see her six-month pregnant
Now she up an' switch her girl with another baby in a pram
Ooh, you heard about this girl? Her name is Maxine
Her beauty's like a bunch of rose
And but if I ever tell ya 'bout Maxine
You oughta say I don't know what I know, but
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote, na-na-na
Murder she wrote
Excuse me
Girl, me never know, me never know you, so you stray
Ragamuffin Chaka Demus come fi flash it same way
Whoa (follow me)
Ya pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka (follow me)
Ya pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka
Say, gyal you pretty
Your face, it pretty
But your character dirty
Girl, you just act too flirty-flirty
You run to Tom, Dick, and also Harry
And when you find your mistake
You talk 'bout you're sorry, sorry, sorry
The girl a pose an' a brag how she look sexy
All she worship is pure vanity
The girl a pose an' a brag how she a look ready
When she wash her clothes, it dirty
Girl, you no ready if you can't cook for me
Girl, you no ready if you can't wash for me
Girl, you no ready if you know you're flirty-flirty (follow me)
Your pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka for me, no (murder she wrote, murder she wrote)
Your pretty face and bad character (murder she wrote, murder she wrote)
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka
So stand still (murder she wrote, na-na-na)
You no pay me light bill
And if you test di ragamuffin (murder she wrote)
Gyal, ya gwan get kill
Gyal, keep 'way
'Cause you ah crebbie, crebbie
And the limits to me talk of if me DJ
Girl, come out Because you nah shack out
Now when you hear the ragamuffin
You haffi jump and shout
Now touch me gate
You now pay my water rate
Because great is great, great can't underrate (come down)
Now you heard about this girl, her name is Maxine
Her beauty's like a bunch of rose
But if I ever tell you 'bout Maxine
You oughta say I don't know what I know