Roller Skates

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Out on the corner with my roller skates, yeah
 Having fun with the girls
 Says, "I'm feeling great", woo
 The dark of the night street lamps glowing
 On full blast is my radio, radio
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 Up comes this guy in his flashy car
 (In his mouth stuck a big cigar)
 Needed my help said he lost his way
 (I never heard a word he said)
 To find some street, said he wanted instructions
 So I turned down the music
 To point out directions, guess what?
 (Guy jumped up and messed my clothes) yes it is
 (Smashed and grabbed my radio)
 Calling all detectives
 A criminal at large smoking
 A big fat cigar in a flashy car
 And thinks him some superstar eh
 Life life without music
 I can't go go no (I can't go)
 Life without music I can't go (I can't go)
 I'm gonna get him
 The last thing I do
 Must get a beating
 'Till him red and blue
 Didn't take long to catch him
 Parked up car and music blasting
 On the sidewalk he was dancing
 Stealing the show, the people watching
 Roller skate gang
 Was hot on his tracks
 Stick him up mister
 Give me back (give me) give me back (give me)
 Give me back (give me) give me back (give me)
 My radio (give me)
 Guy jumped on me messed up my clothes
 Smashed and grabbed my radio
 Calling all detectives
 A criminal at large smoking
 A big fat cigar in a flashy car
 Think him some super star eh
 Life life without music
 I can't go
 Life life without music
 I can't go no no
 (Jumped on me messed up my clothes) I'm gonna get him
 (Smashed and grabbed my radio) the last thing I do can't get away
 Grand dumpway (smashed and grabbed my radio) can't get away it (?)
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 (Life life without music)
 Bimma! murder style (I can't go, life life without music)
 Dem have fe get a beatin'
 Say dem have fe get a beatin'
 Nothing greater (life without music) nothing best
 Like the music from my wireless (I can't go)
 Only thing (life without music) that I detest
 Is the man who steal my wireless
 Him ha fe run like a fugitive (life without music)
 Him ha fe run from detective (I can't go)
 Him ha fe run like a fugitive (life without music)
 Him ha fe run from detective
 Samuel Thomas is the thief name
 He must lead a life of shame
 Some a dem call him Uncle Sam
 Some a dem call him Uncle Tom
 Uncle Sam and Uncle Tom
 Yes they are the same man
 S.A.M. means "stealaway music"
 T.O.M. means "thiefer of music"
 The druna and the bass
 Have fe move me waist
 The lyrics and song
 Keep me strong
 Tidim and skank
 Have JAH fe thank
 Samuel Thomas him have fe get vank
 Him have fe get a beatin' (life without music)
 Him have fe get a beatin' (I can't go)
 

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Duration
04:59
Key
4
Tempo
79 BPM

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