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 ...