Letra de Third World Girl

Jamaica special love Special love Sitting down see the flower On the window tops And the mountain See the rain And the warm lit sun On the beaches and 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 Special love Listen Oh, Jamaica Lady Oh, Jamaica Girl Oh, Jamaica Lady Oh, Jamaica Girl Oh, Jamaica Lady Oh, Jamaica Girl Oh, oh, baby You be my first, my second, my third world girl Peas and rice They are awful nice But not as nice as you