10 cc - Deadlock Melody

I was walkin` down the street
Concentratin` on truckin` 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
I don`t like cricket no no
I love it
Don`t you walk thru` my words
you got to show me some respect
Don`t you walk thru` my words
`Cause you ain`t heard me out yet.

Well he looked down at my silver chain
He said I`ll give you one dollar
I said you#ve got to be jokin` man
It was a present from me mother
He said I like it I want it
I`ll take it off your hands
And you`ll be sorry you crossed me
You`d better understand that you`re alone
A long way from home.

And I say
I don`t like reggae no no
I love it
I don`t like reggae
I love it
Don`t you cramp my style
Don`t you queer me pitch
Don`t you walk thru` my words
`Cause you ain`t heard me out yet.

I hurried back to the swimming pool
Sinkin` Pena Calarda
I heard a dark voice beside me say
Would you like something harder
She said I`ve got it you want it
My harvest is the best
And if you try it you`ll like it
And whollow in a Dreadlock Holiday.

And I say
Don`t like Jamaica oh no
I love her
Don`t like Jamaica oh no
I love her oh yea
Don`t you walk thru` her words
You got to show some respect
Don`t you walk thru` her words
`Cause you ain`t heard her out yet.

I don`t like cricket
I love it Dreadlock Holiday
I don`t like reggae
I love it Dreadlock Holiday
Don`t like Jamaica
I love her Dreadlock Holiday.