Woah, woah, woah, yeah
Lonely, lonely when I'm not around you
Saying you want me fi hold you down
Lonely, lonely when I'm not around you
You a the wife, you wear the crown
She waan me 'pon the phone line
She waan me sing a punchline
She say, she a mi sunshine
Say, she bun Joe Grind
She waan me 'pon the phone line
She waan me sing a punchline
Say, she a mi sunshine
She waan fi be mi lifeline
Shape good, you fuck and you know how fi do your ting
No time, mi nah fi question you
Have a bag of gyal, but you nuh care
And anytime mi come around, mi get the best from you
No gyal nuh inna your league
Is a class you need fi teach, tell 'em study, take a test from you
You out yah like a jug inna the street
Man a pull up to your feet
Waan fi spend dem last check 'pon you
Man a touch, but mi get lonely when you gone
Phone a ring, but a no you mi n'even answer, sir, the call
You tell me say, you meet a guy like me
But you haffi tell the truth, yo, him n'even stand a chance
She waan me 'pon the phone line
She waan me sing a punchline
She say, she a mi sunshine
Say, she bun Joe Grind
She waan me 'pon the phone line
She waan me sing a punchline
Say, she a mi sunshine
She waan fi be mi lifeline
Lights down low, mek we rock like Lauryn Hill and Marley
And mi hungry fi your love like we just fuck 'neat
Stroke too deep, so deep inna the grand finale
Radio loud, dem cyan hear, we a listen dodgy
Gyal, you a gold now, ain't nothing like you
Pity when mi fuck, oh God, mi love your whine, boo
You drive mi crazy, 'cause gyal, you got the right glue
Wish you was a drink, and mi woulda love a dime, too
She waan me 'pon the phone line
She waan me sing a punchline
She say, she a mi sunshine
Say, she bun Joe Grind
She waan me 'pon the phone line
She waan me sing a punchline
Say, she a mi sunshine
She waan fi be mi lifeline
In her heart, in her heart
In her heart, in her heart
In her heart, in her heart
In her heart, in her heart, yeah
'Pon the phone line
Sing a punchline
In her heart
Bun Joe Grind
Yeah
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