Mi Believe/Summer Holiday

Mi believe good loving wey me need
 Mi believe good loving wey me need
 Mi believe good loving wey me need
 Caw when it come to girls I get them with ease No bumping no boring I don't get no quease
 The higher the mountain the cooler the breeze
 the Younger the couple the tighter the squeeze
 Mi believe good loving wey me need...
 Roses are red my love and violets are blue
 Sugar is sweet my love but not as sweet as you
 Mi believe good loving wey me need...
 Caw we are going on a summer holiday
 Wid you want to go with me
 We going to London and New York city
 And even the place a Miami
 Caw we are going on a summer holiday
 Wid you want to go with me
 We going to London and New York city
 Do you want to go Rosie
 Caw every mickle mek a muckle every muckle mek a mickle*
 Ya never know Yellow could mek a good couple
 The higher the mountain the cooler the breeze
 the Younger the couple the tighter the squeeze
 Mi believe good loving wey me need...
 If all de girls shoulda be cross the sea
 All de girls shoulda be cross the sea
 What a great swimmer Yellowman would be
 What a great swimmer Yellowman would be
 My ink is pale my pen is dry
 My love for you it will never never die
 I love you til the well run dry
 I love you til the stars stop shine
 Caw you's a one of a kind I mek you mine
 Caw we are going on a summer holiday
 Wid you want to go with me
 We going to London and New York city
 Will you want to go Rosie
 Caw we are going on a summer holiday
 Wid you want to go with me
 We going to London and New York city
 Will you want to go Rosie
 Mi believe good loving wey me need...
 I coming and I coming and I coming on strong
 You never know Yellow be your husband
 If I'm right I can't be wrong
 Caw Yellowman come to sing this song
 We are going on a summer holiday
 Wid you want to go with me
 We going to London and New York city
 Are you coming with me Rosie
 We are going on a summer holiday
 Wid you want to go with me
 We going to London and New York city
 Will you want to go Rosie
 Mi believe good loving wey me need...
 Roses are red my love and violets are blue
 Sugar is sweet my love but not as sweet as you