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I'm Not In Love
Dreadlock Holiday
I went to a party at the local county jail
All the cons were dancing and the band began to wail
But the guys were indiscrete
They were brawlin' in the street
At the local dance at the local county jail
Well the band were playing
And the booze began to flow
But the sound came over on the police car radio
Down at precinct 49
Having a tear-gas of a time
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the county jail
Load up, load up, load up with Rubber Bullets
Load up, load up, load up with Rubber Bullets
I love to hear those convicts squeal
It's a shame these slugs ain't real
But we can't have dancin' at the local county pen
Sergeant Baker and his men made a beeline for the jail
And for miles around you could hear the sirens wail
There's a rumour goin' round death row
That a fuse is going to blow
At the local hop at the local county jail
(What you going to do about it, what you going to do it)
(What you going to do about it, what you going to do it)
Sergeant Baker started talkin' with a bullhorn in his hand
He was cool, he was clear, he was always in command
He said "Blood will flow here, Padre. Padre you talk to your boys, "
"Trust in me - God will come to set you free, "
Well we don't understand why you called in the National Guard
When Uncle Sam is the one who belongs in the exercise yard
We all got balls and brains - but some's got balls and chains
At the local dance at the local county jail
Load up, load up, load up with Rubber Bullets
Load up, load up, load up with Rubber Bullets
Is it really such a crime for a guy to spend his time
At the local dance at the local county jail
At the local dance at the local county jail
Whatcha going to do about it whatcha going to do
Whatcha going to do about it whatcha going to do
I'M NOT IN LOVE - 28/06/1975
2 weeks at #1 - 11 weeks on chart
I'm not in love, so don't forget it
It's just a silly phase I'm going through
And just because I call you up
Don't get me wrong, don't think you've got it made
I'm not in love, no no, it's because,
I like to see you, but then again, that doesn't mean you mean that much to me
So if I call you, don't make a fuss - don't tell your friends about the two of us
I'm not in love, no no, it's because,
I keep your picture upon the wall
It hides a nasty stain that's lying there
So don't you ask me to give it back
I know you know it doesn't mean that much to me
I'm not in love, no no, it's because,
Ooh, you'll wait a long time for me
Ooh, you'll wait a long time
Ooh, you'll wait a long time for me
Ooh, you'll wait a long time
I'm not in love, so don't forget it
It's just a silly phase I'm going through
And just because I call you up
Don't get me wrong, don't think you've got it made
I'm not in love, I'm not in love
DREADLOCK HOLIDAY - 23/09/1978
1 week at #1 - 13 weeks on chart
I was walkin' down the street
Concentratin' on truckin' right
I heard a dark voice beside of me
And I looked 'round in a state of fright
I saw four faces, one mad; a brother from the gutter
They looked me up and down a bit and turned to each other
I say, I don't like cricket, oh no, I love it
I don't like cricket, no no, I love it
Don't you walk through my words. You got to show some respect
Don't you walk through my words, Cause you ain't heard me out yet
Well, he looked down at my silver chain
He said: I'll give you one dollar
I said: You've got to be jokin', man
It was a present from me mother'
He said: 'I like it, I want it, I'll take it off your hands
And you'll be sorry you crossed me
You better understand
That you're alone (a long way from home)
And I say, I don't like Reggae, no no, I love it
I don't like Reggae, I love it
Don't you cramp me style, Don't you queer me pitch
Don't you walk through my words, 'Cause you ain't heard me out yet
I hurried back to the swimming pool
Sinkin' Pina Colada
I heard a dark voice beside me say
Would you like something harder
She said: I've got it, you want it, my harvest is the best
And if you try it, You'll like it and wallow in a Dreadlock holiday
And I say, don't like Jamaica, oh no, I love her
Don't like Jamaica, oh no, I love her, oh yea
Don't you walk through her words. You got to show some respect
Don't you walk through her words, 'Cause you ain't heard her out yet
I don't like cricket, oh no, I love it (Dreadlock holiday)
I don't like Reggae, oh no, I love it (Dreadlock holiday)
Don't like Jamaica, oh no, I love her (Dreadlock holiday)
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In addition, she sang Love Nwatiti.
