I WAS WALKIN´ DOWN THE STREET
CONCENTRATIN´ ON TRUCKIN´ RIGHT
I HEARD A DARK VOICE BESIDE OF ME
AND I LOOKED ´ROUND IN A STATE OF FRIGHT
I saw four faces one mad a brother from the gutter
They looked me up and down a bit and turned to each other

(I say) I don´t like cricket-A OH NO I love it-A Yeah
I don´t like cricket-A NO NO I love it-A Yeah

Don´t you walk through my words you got to show some respect
Don´t you walk through my words ´cause you ain´t heard me out yet

WELL HE LOOKED DOWN AT MY SILVER CHAIN
HE SAID "I´LL GIVE YOU ONE DOLLAR"
I SAID "YOU´VE GOT TO BE JOKING MAN
IT WAS A PRESENT FROM ME MOTHER"
He said "I like it I wan´ it I´ll take it off your hands
An´ you´ll be sorry you´d crossed me
You´d better understand that you´re a long, a long way from home"

(and I say) I don´t like reggae-A NO NO I love it-A HEY
I don´t like reggae-A Yeah Yeah I love it-A Oh Yeah

Don´t you cramp me style don´t you queer me pitch
Don´t you walk through my words ´cause you
Ain´t heard me out yet

I HURRIED BACK TO THE SWIMMING POOL
SINKIN´ PINA COLADA
I HEARD A DARK VOICE BESIDE ME SAY
"would you like something hotter"
She said "I´ve got you wan´ it my harvest is the best
And if you try it you´ll like it and wallow in the
Dreadlock holiday, dreadlock holiday, dreadlock holiday"

(and I say) don´t like jamaica OH NO I love her HEY
Don´t like jamaica OH NO I love her OH YEH

Don´t you walk through my words you got to show some respect
Don´t you walk through my words ´cause you ain´t heard me out yet

I don´t like cricket-A OH NO I love it-A dreadlock holiday
I don´t like reggae-A OH NO I love it-A dreadlock holiday
Don´t like jamaica HEY I love her dreadlock holiday
I don´t like cricket-A OH NO I love it-A dreadlock holiday
I don´t like reggae