My ladies!
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HA, HA, HA, HA
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You know you gotta run away
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With me to the islands
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HA!
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Oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa
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My sugar cane
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Oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa
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SUGARCANE
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She said she's tired of the city life
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Says she wants a simple life
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Tell me she she need me
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Want to settle down and be my wife
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Introduce her to the island life
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She says it everything that she likes
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We bought some fruits from the fruit stand
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Roots from the roots man
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Coconut water well we get it from the jelly man
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She had a piece of my sugarcane
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From then she hasn't been the same
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[Chorus]
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She says
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No bright lights no fame
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HEY!
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Caviar or champagne
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She wanna be a plain old jane
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She likes the taste of my sugar cane
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It ain't hard to explain
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How this girl rocks my brain
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She likes being a plain old jane
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She likes the taste of my sugar cane
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Oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa
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She likes the taste of my sugar cane
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Girl there ain't no substitute
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Don't you worry about the loot
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Wanna be a mommy ripe and ready for a couple youths
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Forever on this island cruise
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Tell me baby how can we lose?
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She love the ackee and the salt fish
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Yam from the market
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Sweet cocoa tea or some real hot chocolate
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But when she taste my sugar cane from then she hasn't been the same
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[Chorus x2]
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Sugarcane
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| Shaggy |
