(feat. Mr. Cheeks)
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[CHORUS (Jimmy Cozier)]
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When love, takes me over
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Its paradise
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When love, takes me over
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It's always nice
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[VERSE]
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Touch pon di ends
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And a incense, herbs and oils
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Scrapbook newspaper
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Clippings and files
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A view of di countryside
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Remind me of nine miles
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Where di trees are green
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And di people smile
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After few water crackers
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And some warm milo tea
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Rub massage home made
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Coco butter skin cream
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Interior design of
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Ights gold and green
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And the vibes are pure
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And the thoughts are clean
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She collect her own
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Dividends weekly
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So mi know ah no money
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Mek she seek me
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Cool me down
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And tie mi knotty dem neatly
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Draw close
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While whispering sweetly
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Mi teach her each and everytime
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That she link me
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We haffi bun
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A five bills bag a stinky
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True she roots and culture
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She win me
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I even had to
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Introduce her to Cindy
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[CHORUS]
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[VERSE (Mr. Cheeks)]
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[VERSE]
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Well I was sitting
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By an open fire place
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In my flavorite dungarees
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I play a few strums
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Upon my guitar
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And It sounds so good to me
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Big skunky blunt a blaze
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And plus
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My flavorite stooks beside me
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I glance over
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Just so I could see her
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But my locks got in the way
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Cool breeze a blow
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Thru the weeping willow
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She always leave
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A fragrance on my pillow
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When I'm ready
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She will always follow
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Me to the place of
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My old sleepy hollow
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Soft silky voice is
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So sacred and hollow
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Cause out spoken noisy
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Streams run shallow
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Reach to the stars
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When I launch the Apollo
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Could a land up ah Sao Paulo
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[CHORUS]
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Paradise Child
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Damian "Junior Gong" Marley |