like a sling-shot in the ghettos
young girl you're coolin' i
that's where all the boys them used to meet
gonna make reggae music explode
look like ya come up for some dreadlock soul
look like ya want to hold me
and if ya sulk ya sulk and bark ya bark
but in the night time you stay sweat and lovely girl
but ha-ha oh lord young girl
looks like to me you're coolin' i
you're coolin' i heart girl you're coolin' i
back up ya street and block off the road
along old sampson street holding your heart so steady
want ta meet a dutty soul
why must you go so coolin' i
you're coolin' i heart girl you're coolin' i
these tears i cry they're for me
these tears i cry are for me now
shine like a rainbow when the sun come around
point at an eagle in the painting when they come to seek our moral
so sounds so dread so. you're coolin' i