We Could Be Jammin' Reggae Lyrics - Third World

(W. CJarke, M. Cooper, S. Coore, R. Daley, W. Stewart) 

We could be jammin' reggae 

We could be jammin' reggae 

(Scat) 

She was raised on burgers and fries 

Hot dogs, popcorn and chewing gum 

She wanted something different in her life 

(Always got the snow, craving for the sun) 

In the city all her working days 

Fantasizing a sweet island holiday 

You deserve an ivory trip someone said 

When she turned around 

She was looking in the eyes of a Dread 

Send a telex home to your Mama 

Tell her what the Rasta man said 

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You ain't living to work 

But, you're working to live, oooh 

So you gotta, gotta, gotta gotta 

Grab a little reggae love and dance 

We could be jammin'reggae 

We could be dancin' all night long 

We should be jammin'reggae 

We should be dancin' 'til the morning sun 

Hundred smackers in her Levi's 

The girl took off into the friendly skies 

She couldn't believe her own very eyes 

She was in for a big surprise 

Jammin' on the beach in the middle of the night 

Was her Mama as plain as daylight 

Dancin' with the same Dread who turned around to her and said 

Send a telex home to your Papa 

Tell him that you're never gonna come on home 

Cause in your whole life you've never been happier 

So he'd better, better Daddy, please, you'd better 

Come on down, Oh 

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We could be jammin' reggae 

We could be dancin' all night long 

We should be jammin' reggae 

We should be dancin' 'til the morning sun