Text size:
PeDnelope Gworks in the Dmarket
Down in theG coconut Dtrees
She's saving upG all her Dmoney
To go to America aGcross the Dsea
She once had an uncle
He lived in Detroit town
They got all his post cards
But his body has never been found
DGD
To this Dday-ay-Gay-ay-Dya
She got a job as a domestic
Workin' for the minimum wage
All her friends back home in Jamaica
They say, 'You really got it made in the shade'
But they don't see her sweat and grind
And her bended on her knees
She wishes she was back in Jamaica
Beneath the coconut trees
DGD
EveryDday-ay-Gay-ay-Dya 2x
Instrumental
DGD
Penelope's back in the market
She found what it was all about
Oh no, she doesn't regret it
She's just glad that she got out
But others aren't so lucky
They're there till the day they die
Trapped in steel and concrete
No beach No moon No sky
Instrumental
📱 Compartilhe esta música
💚 Compartilhe com amigos músicos