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
Oh Lordy
Oh Lordy
Special love
Oh Lordy, Lordy, Lordy
Oh Lordy
Oh Lordy
Jamaica
Sitting down see the flower
On the window tops
And the mountain
See the rain
And the warm lit sun
On the beaches and sand
Jamaica
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 Lordy, Lordy
Oh Lordy, Lordy, Lordy
Oh Lordy, Lordy
Special love
Jamaica special love
Jamaica special love
Jamaica special love
Jamaica special love
Jamaica special love
Oh baby
Oh baby
Oh baby
Special love, baby
Oh baby
Special love, baby
Oh baby, baby
Listen
Oh baby now
Oh, Jamaica lady
Oh, Jamaica girl
Oh, Jamaica lady
Oh, Jamaica girl
You be my first, my second, my third world girl
You be my first, my second, my third world girl
You be my first, my second, my third world girl
You be my first, my second, my third world girl
Oh, Jamaica lady
Oh, Jamaica girl
Oh, Jamaica lady
Oh oh, Jamaica girl
Jamaica girl
Oh baby
Oh baby
You be my first, my second, my third world girl
My first, my second, my third world girl
Peas and rice
They are awful nice
But not as nice as you
Peas and rice
They are awful nice
But not as nice as you
Peas and rice
They are awful nice
But not as nice as you
Peas and rice
They are awful nice
But not as nice as you
Peas and rice
They are awful nice
But not as nice as you
Peas and rice
They are awful nice