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josey wales - no bother tax me lyrics

[intro]
lord, ‘fraid of the banker tax
mi say mi ‘fraid of the banker tax
mi say mi ‘fraid of the banker tax

[chorus]
no, true, she fat, fat, she fat (lord)
she want tax me

[verse 1]
but as me step through the young gal gate
look pon mi watch, it was a quarter past eight
she whisper in mi ears and say “josey, you is a bait”
stab with me with a fork and she box me with a plate
but i know every gal who slim, body want vitamin
dem mother said that from dem born a so dem look thin
the married one want to tell me now her pack all rein
everywhere she go, she just a jump and sing

[chorus]
true, she fat, she fat, she fat (lord)
she want come tax me

[verse 2]
mi said that i spy, what do you spy?
a big fat thing in a she tie and dye
she say “hey, josey wales, you can not get me if you try”
lord our god, mi nah tell you no lie
bring me down at ochi pon the white sun
where white woman just a hold white man
shoulda see the two of we in a slow motion
it seems like they touch you with love potion
[chorus]
true, you fat, you fat, you fat (lord)
don’t come tax me

[verse 3]
because me come in a the morning, she nah deal with nothing
afternoon she say me come to soon
l!ck me with a pot and then she stab me with a spoon
shot me with a rifle like a daniel boone

[chorus]
true, you fat, you fat, you fat (lord)
don’t come tax me (hey)

[verse 4]
mi say mi ‘fraid of the banker tax
man, mi say mi ‘fraid of the banker tax
she say she working for nothing
she take back a mutton
it seems like i man is holy b+tton

[chorus]
true, you fat, you fat, you fat (lord)
don’t come tax me
she say fi bring her to the beach, man, we cross, never go
whole heap of love out of mi heart just a flow
fat, you fat, you fat (lord)
don’t come tax me
[verse 5]
she say fi trouble out di whole island
because she never love no one but i man
she say in a her heart there is a place for me
if her mother lock the door and her father keep the key
we [?] at a coconut tree
no, true, she love me (well hear me, star)

[chorus]
no, true, you fat, you fat, you fat (lord)
don’t come tax me (lord)

[verse 6]
she say she have to work seven days a week
still her pay, man, is so cheap
when night come she don’t have no place sleep
it seems her mother have her as a black sheep

[chorus]
true, she fat, she fat, she fat (lord)
don’t come tax me

[verse 7]
lord our god, mi say mi ‘fraid of the banker tax
mi say mi ‘fraid of the banker tax
you coulda work in a babylon and then you broke your back
you could never get no big medal fi that
[chorus]
true, you fat, you fat, you fat (lord)
don’t come tax me

[verse 8]
watch how she dress up in a calvin klein
watch how she dress up in a ferlucci jean
now the heart, she just a gwan like mi queen
is a lucky thing mi drop pon the scene
man, she dress up in a wrangler
she just a gwan like a spangler
tell you say she dress up in a pure big send
she and her best friend, the one ingrid

[outro]
no, true, she fat, she fat, she fat (lord)
don’t come tax me (lord)

- josey wales lyrics

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