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Getting Divorce by Yellowman Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 1982

[Intro]
Then, Yellowman, why you divorce Susan, eh?
Boy, Fathead, I cyaan take it no longer
I just cyaan take it no longer, seen?
Boy, she a ruin mi life, boy

[Chorus]
I'm gettin' divorced in the evening
Buff-baff, Susan get a lot of beatin' (Why?)
Mi give her plenty money, to look out for mi yellow baby
So take me to di family court on time (But listen, man!)

[Verse 1]
Mi dress up in a jacket, mi dress up in a tie
As mi reach di court, di girl a tell lie
Di judge say, "I know you never love that guy"
Then tell me, Your Honor, why she married I an' I?
Put her in di kitchen to fry some chicken
Put her in di kitchen to boil some rice
When mi see weh she do mi bawl "Jesus Christ!"
She burn up di chicken an' go curry di rice
[Chorus]
I'm gettin' divorced in the evening
Buff-baff, Susan get a lot of beatin'
Mi give her plenty money, to look out for di yellow baby
So take me to di family court on time (But listen, man!)

[Verse 2]
Di one Susan, she have plenty man
She have three of them weh live a Portland
Say, one nana-man, one of dem a Byron
An' one of dem a soldier in a Hope Park camp
Mi pack up mi ting an' go through di door
Mi wave my hand an' say "Good bye, Susan!"
Say, as mi reach di gate I hear she sing one song

[Refrain]
Come back darling, give me another try (Woh-yoy)
An' mi will satisfy (You know)

[Chorus]
I'm gettin' divorced in the evening
Buff-baff, Susan get a lot of beatin' (Tell mi why?)
Mi give her plenty money, to buy feedin', also nappy
As night come she gone, let di yellow baby (But listen, man!)

[Verse 3]
Mi love Susan 'til mi go a obeah-man
Mi love Susan 'til mi go a obeah-man
Di obeah-man say: "I beg you, stretch out you hand"
Mi stretch out mi hand an' then he read my palm
He open di Bible an' read one psalm
Him say, "Yellowman, I goin' tell you weh they gone"
"Fathead an' fi you woman dem just gone"
[Refrain]
Mi no want, mi no want weh Fathead nyam an' left (Right!)
Mi no want, mi no want weh Fathead nyam an' left (Why?)
Fathead walk a mile an' a half, in a you gungu-walk
Fathead walk a mile an' a half, in a you gungu-walk (Know why?)

[Chorus]
I'm gettin' divorced in the evening
Buff-baff, Susan get a lot of beatin'
Mi give her plenty money, to look out for di yellow baby
So take me to di family court on time (But listen, man!)

[Outro]
Mi cyaan take di girl Susan