I was sof', all over, as I ah getting' ol', ol', ol'
De climate inside meh was very cold
But since I land back home an' eat crab an' calaloo
I notice ah get as hard as ah police bootoo!
Now I know calaloo has certain ingredients
Don't min' how ah man is weak, it gives him endurance!
I make my firs' romance with Elaine, who said I mus' come back again!
She said, "Terror, darlin', you have made yuh name, an' fame"!
I said, "Darlin' that may be true,
but I only feel nice since ah clash wid you"!
I was sof' before, now I prepare for war!
(De Terror was sof' before, but now he prepare for war!)
(De Terror was sof' before, but now he prepare for war!)
Calaloo, is ah side dish I love it all, all, all
But when I eat it, Peter does pay fuh Paul!
If meh sister lay down near to me,
yes ah kill she dead; ah mean dead, dead!
Why? Because I'm properly fed
I don't know, if it's de slipperiness from de ochro,
But when ah eat calaloo, I feel young like you
And if ah fly jus' touch meh navel,
dat does get meh irritable and dats de time I out for trouble!
Ah warning you!
Well if you t'ink I telling lie, ask Elaine, she go tell yuh why
I was sof' before, now I prepare for war!
(De Terror was sof' before, but now he prepare for war!)
(De Terror was sof' before, but now he prepare for war!)
In Britain, I went to several physician'
To try an' get meh body harder than iron
But I fail in my effort, I must agree!
But since I land back home, I prove satisfactory!
Now, if ah man, t'ink he body harder than Terror,
Well we could play lash for lash, to fin' out who body harder!
Dey used to call meh sof'y sof'y, but now I find de remedy!
Calaloo is de greatest tonic fuh me, ah warning you!
Well if yuh t'ink ah maki' fun, ah make Elaine an' she mother run!
I was sof' before, now I prepare for war!
(De Terror was sof' before, but now he prepare for war!)
(De Terror was sof' before, but now he prepare for war!)
Finally, I mus' compliment Elaine,
because meh body so stiff, yet de woman never complain
An' dat she know I love crab an' calaloo,
And cook, she makes it fuh me in big, big quantity too
When I drink calaloo an' ah drink meh rum,
I strong like Cassius Clay an' Sonny Liston
An', w'en I lying down relaxin',
I feel like a Lord w'en ah touch meh skin,
How it look so stiff and admiring, Mama Yo!
Well if yuh t'ink ah
‘grand-chargin', come by me an' just feel meh skin!
I was sof' before, now I prepare for war!
(De Terror was sof' before, but now he prepare for war!)
(De Terror was sof' before, but now he prepare for war!)
(De Terror was sof' before, but now he prepare for war!)
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