Dreadlock Holiday

Dreadlock Holiday - Boney M.

I was walking down the street

Concentrating on trucking 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 yeah

I don't like cricket oh no

I love it yeah

Don't you walk through my words

You got to show some respect

Don't you walk through my words

Like you ain't heard me out yet