Talk of the Town Songtext
von Irie Maffia
Talk of the Town Songtext
Irie mafia
You right about now, waan say big up man like you
More daddy inna the place
Big bad, yeah man, this riddim here for the ladies
Big up man like Rub-a-Dub Rokka
You done know place get hotter
Woah, weh the gyal dem? Ha
M.C. K right away
And so we do it
Hear this one (Right)
When the lights turn down, the girls all around
Know our love is the talk of the town (Our love is the number one)
So look up, my baby (Baby girl, don′t cry)
Don't shed no tears, just open your ears
′Cause this sound is just for you, believe me (Yeah, gyal)
Just for you, baby (Pino, man)
Yeah, you fi know you give me much more passion
Still other girls push me inna confrontation
But what dem a want is just illusion
Dem want fi make me gwan like an idiot gwan
Some boy dem a call me a big butcher
But now me reckon that you an insider
Still, I man a the patient, you an operator
Well, this yah confession of an entertainer
My pretty little baby beautiful like a rose
Touching and a dancing, and she nice up close
Ever-ready fit, and she nuh have no time fi pose
And just like da riddim yah she well compose
The way she make I feel say only Jah Jah knows
She complete the Rastaman, and me say head to toes
Yeah, me shout it from the mountain top to let you know
Baby girl, you rock the show
When the lights turn down, the girls all around
Know our love is the talk of the town (So baby girl, don't cry)
So look up, my baby (When the lights
Turn down, you done know how we do it)
Don't shed no tears, just open your ears
′Cause this sound is just for you, believe me (The right ting)
Just for you, baby
Me say, come yah, sexy lady, hold your man tonight
′Cause you're the only one who can do it right
I know you feel the vibes, so make me squeeze you tight
Let′s rub up each other 'til the fire ignite
Yes, you the number one, nobody can take your place
Top of the podium, you done win the race
The moment that I see you put a smile pon mi face
So make we Rub-a-Dub inna the dancing space
You a mi darling, and you fi know you′re hotter than dem
While dem a come around and generate problem
If you nuh hear me, then me tell you again
'Cause this yah feeling that no one can outstem
Rub your body and whine your waistline
Whole heap of jealous gyal inna the front line
Me think ′bout mi baby a each and every time
Me love the way that you shine
When the lights turn down, the girls all around
Know our love is the talk of the town (Love the way we do it)
So look up, my baby (So baby girl, you know we're talking, talking)
Don't shed no tears, just open your ears
′Cause this sound is just for you
Believe me (So baby girl, don′t cry)
Just for you, baby
When the lights turn down, the girls all around
Know our love is the talk of the town (The gyal dem a rock)
So look up, my baby (A you the talk of the town)
Don't shed no tears, just open your ears
′Cause this sound is just for you, believe me (A my baby gyal)
Just for you, baby
You right about now, waan say big up man like you
More daddy inna the place
Big bad, yeah man, this riddim here for the ladies
Big up man like Rub-a-Dub Rokka
You done know place get hotter
Woah, weh the gyal dem? Ha
M.C. K right away
And so we do it
Hear this one (Right)
When the lights turn down, the girls all around
Know our love is the talk of the town (Our love is the number one)
So look up, my baby (Baby girl, don′t cry)
Don't shed no tears, just open your ears
′Cause this sound is just for you, believe me (Yeah, gyal)
Just for you, baby (Pino, man)
Yeah, you fi know you give me much more passion
Still other girls push me inna confrontation
But what dem a want is just illusion
Dem want fi make me gwan like an idiot gwan
Some boy dem a call me a big butcher
But now me reckon that you an insider
Still, I man a the patient, you an operator
Well, this yah confession of an entertainer
My pretty little baby beautiful like a rose
Touching and a dancing, and she nice up close
Ever-ready fit, and she nuh have no time fi pose
And just like da riddim yah she well compose
The way she make I feel say only Jah Jah knows
She complete the Rastaman, and me say head to toes
Yeah, me shout it from the mountain top to let you know
Baby girl, you rock the show
When the lights turn down, the girls all around
Know our love is the talk of the town (So baby girl, don't cry)
So look up, my baby (When the lights
Turn down, you done know how we do it)
Don't shed no tears, just open your ears
′Cause this sound is just for you, believe me (The right ting)
Just for you, baby
Me say, come yah, sexy lady, hold your man tonight
′Cause you're the only one who can do it right
I know you feel the vibes, so make me squeeze you tight
Let′s rub up each other 'til the fire ignite
Yes, you the number one, nobody can take your place
Top of the podium, you done win the race
The moment that I see you put a smile pon mi face
So make we Rub-a-Dub inna the dancing space
You a mi darling, and you fi know you′re hotter than dem
While dem a come around and generate problem
If you nuh hear me, then me tell you again
'Cause this yah feeling that no one can outstem
Rub your body and whine your waistline
Whole heap of jealous gyal inna the front line
Me think ′bout mi baby a each and every time
Me love the way that you shine
When the lights turn down, the girls all around
Know our love is the talk of the town (Love the way we do it)
So look up, my baby (So baby girl, you know we're talking, talking)
Don't shed no tears, just open your ears
′Cause this sound is just for you
Believe me (So baby girl, don′t cry)
Just for you, baby
When the lights turn down, the girls all around
Know our love is the talk of the town (The gyal dem a rock)
So look up, my baby (A you the talk of the town)
Don't shed no tears, just open your ears
′Cause this sound is just for you, believe me (A my baby gyal)
Just for you, baby
Writer(s): Gaspar Horvath, Andras Keri, Marton Elo, Kemon Wesley Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
