Third World Girl

Jamaica special love
 Jamaica special love
 Jamaica special love
 Jamaica special love
 Jamaica special love
 Jamaica special love
 Jamaica special love
 Jamaica special love, hey Jamaica
 Sitting down see the flower
 On the window tops and the mountain
 See the rain and the warm lit sun
 On the beaches sand
 Comes a man with a plan to renew the world
 Up in rasta land, hungry boys and girls
 He lived up to his part
 And he died with a cause in his heart
 Jamaica special love
 Oh Lord, oh Lord
 Oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord
 Oh Lord, oh Lord
 Special love, listen
 Oh baby, ohh, Jamaica lady
 Ohh, Jamaica girl
 Ohh, Jamaica lady
 Ohh, Jamaica girl
 You be my first, my second
 My third world girl
 My first, my second
 My third world girl
 Ohh, Jamaica lady
 Ohh, Jamaica girl
 You be my first, my second
 My third world girl
 My first, my second
 My third world girl
 Peas and rice, they awful nice
 But not as nice as you
 Peas and rice, they awful nice
 But not as nice as you
 Peas and rice, they awful nice
 But not as nice as you
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