Eight o clock, get up, get outta bed,
I feel like a truck went ova my head,
Another day of stress and sorrow,
Nine o clock I gotta go,
No time to take it slow...
And I will do my hair tomorrow,
No I cant take no more,
No no no more,
Is this what I'm living for?
But my uncle John from Jamaica keeps on calling everyday,
Just buy a ticket,
To a summer holi - holiday...
Somewhere down the line, the VengaBoys songs do not mean much, but they always manage to put me in a happy happy mood. It is 3 in the morning, and I am suffering from insomnia... I am listening to VengaBoys... and am hammering away at my computer keyboard.
Love, laughter n keep the Faith