Lyrics
I
man
like
control
of
dat,
you
know,
ya?
Rasta,
free
for
all,
Rasta
Nothing
no
funny,
all
you
have
to
do,
just
go
deh
How
you
mean,
not
true?
This
little
gal,
she
so
regular
This
little
gal,
she
so
regular
Every
dread
she
see,
she
want
Every
ballhead
she
see,
she
want
She
go
deh
with
a
natty
dread
An'
then
she
go
deh
with
a
ballhead
An'
then
she
go
deh
with
a
rum
head
But
little
did
she
know
that
Tom
drunk
but
Tom
no
fool
Say,
Tom
drunk
but
Tom
no
fool
Tell
you,
Tom
drunk
but
Tom
no
fool
Tom
ongle
sat
upon
di
stool
an'
a
play
cool
(Yeah)
A
so
she
go
deh
pon
a
big
head
An'
then
she
go
deh
pon
a
zed
An'
then
she
go
deh
pon
a
yamma
A
fi
go
check
mister
Palmer
An'
then
she
go
deh
pon
a
zuki
Fi
go
check
up
a
zuki
(Yeah)
This
little
gal,
she
so
regular
This
little
gal,
she
so
regular
Every
dread
she
see,
she
want
Every
ballhead
she
see,
she
want
She
go
deh
down
a
Power
Bank
An'
then
she
go
deh
down
a
Gully
Bank
An'
then
she
go
deh
up
a
Barbican
Fi
go
check
mister
Finnegan
She
go
deh
in
a
Jonestown
An'
then
she
go
deh
in
a
Denham
Town
An'
then
she
go
deh
in
a
Trenchtown
An'
then
she
go
deh
down
di
country
(Yeah)
She
go
deh,
she
just
a
go
deh
Anywhere
you
go,
mi
say,
she
deh-deh
Say,
anywhere
you
go,
say,
she
deh-deh
She
just
a
go
deh,
she
just
a
go
deh
Mi
say,
she
go
deh
with
a
natty
dread
She
go
deh
with
a
ballhead
She
go
deh
with
a
rum
head
(Yeah)
How
you
mean,
free
for
all?
This
little
gal,
she
so
regular
This
little
gal,
she
so
regular
Every
dread
she
see,
she
want
Every
ballhead
she
see,
she
want
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