Like to tell you a story about a girl I know
Or should I say a girl I used to know
1971 inna England
Fresh off the plane to my dame inna Brixton
No, she never ask 'bout flight
Two month now no telegram write
Hey, she send taxi fi I
She gone a some house party tonight
So call me artical like
Make a few call get a couple invite
Inna the place me gone
Never leff Yard from the day me born
Right up front who me staring pon
You can tell say a she by the way she gwaan
Christine, Christina, Crystal
Try all a dem and she still never respond
Understand, catch a pree from a distance
Man hand gone inna pants fi a six-pance
Whoa! Tuff guys beside her
She naa reply when I say hi to her
So dem go try bring violence in the parr
Need I remind these kind that I nuh war
So me turn fi walk away
But a likkle voice in my head start talk to me
Tell me walk right pass her
To the sound, take the mic and ask her
Girl! Why don’t you answer to your name?
Girl! Why don’t you answer to your name?
And girl I know you see me
And you know I see you too
So what is it gonna be (tell me what’s it gonna be)
Tell me what you wanna do
What’s with this great mystery
After all that we been through
Now you’re refusing to look my way, eh
My likkle darling
Know she stay so from morning
Where she grew was appalling
Want fi make it right so she take the flight
Heard the city lights calling
From the day she been crawling
All she hear bout is foreign
Say we a keep the link
Now wah me fi think see the plans dem sinking
Deep, new year reach
Accent gone pon all part a you speech
Don Gorgon dem u waa fi go meet
Like she be the real topanaris a street
Please, watch how me calmness a do it
Naa bat a lid, as a morning I leave
But how me fi walk right pass you miss
Haffi look inna you eye and ask you this
Girl! Why don’t you answer to your name? (turn your head fi look my way)
Girl! Why don’t you answer to your name?
And girl I know you see me
And you know I see you too
So what is it gonna be
Tell me what you wanna do
What’s with this great mystery
After all that we been through
Now you’re refusing to look my way, eh
And I know you know what I’m talking about
Girl see you in the crowd and act like she don’t know
But me naa take no stylin', no punkin' or no joke
(huh?)
Girl why you dweet (Girl why you dweet!)
Girl why you dweet (Girl why you dweet!)
No it no sweet (No it no sweet!)
No it no sweet (No it no sweet!)
Girl why you dweet (Girl why you dweet!)
No it no sweet (No it no sweet!)
Girl why you dweet (Girl why you dweet!)
No you shouldn’t dweet (No it no sweet!)
Say, what mek you dweet? (Girl why you dweet!)
What mek you dweet? (Girl why you dweet!)
No that no sweet (No it no sweet!)
Girl that no sweet (No it no sweet!)
What mek you do it? (Girl why you dweet!)
You shouldn’t dweet (No it no sweet!)
Girl why you dweet
No you shouldn’t dweet
Girl! Why don’t you answer to your name? (Why do you act like I’m not talking
to you?)
Girl! Why don’t you answer to your name?
This girl weh me know from time, you know
Acting like she was mine, you knoe
And kind, you know
You see, yo