Babs and clean willie were in love they said So in love the preachers face turned red Soon everybody knew the thing was dead He shouts, she bites, they wrangle through the night She go crazy Got to make a getaway Papa say Chorus: Oh - no hesitation No tears and no hearts breakin No remorse Oh - congratulations This is your haitian divorce She takes the taxi to the good hotel Bon marché as far as she can tell She drinks the zombie from the cocoa shell She feels alright, she get it on tonight Mister driver Take me where the music play Papa say Chorus At the grotto In the greasy chair Sits the charlie with the lotion and the kinky hair When she smiled, she said it all The band was hot so They danced the famous merengue Now we dolly back Now we fade to black Tearful reunion in the usa Day by day those memories fade away Some babies grow in a peculiar way It changed, it grew, and everybody knew
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