Mi believe good loving wey me need

Mi believe good loving wey me need

Mi believe good loving wey me need




Caw when it come to girls I get them with ease (x2)

No bumping no boring I don't get no quease

The higher the mountain the cooler the breeze

the Younger the couple the tighter the squeeze




Mi believe good loving wey me need...




Roses are red my love and violets are blue

Sugar is sweet my love but not as sweet as you




Mi believe good loving wey me need...




Caw we are going on a summer holiday

Wid you want to go with me

We going to London and New York city

And even the place a Miami

Caw we are going on a summer holiday

Wid you want to go with me

We going to London and New York city

Do you want to go Rosie




Caw every mickle mek a muckle every muckle mek a mickle*

Ya never know Yellow could mek a good couple

The higher the mountain the cooler the breeze

the Younger the couple the tighter the squeeze




Mi believe good loving wey me need...




If all de girls shoulda be cross the sea

All de girls shoulda be cross the sea

What a great swimmer Yellowman would be





My ink is pale my pen is dry

My love for you it will never never die

I love you til the well run dry

I love you til the stars stop shine

Caw you's a one of a kind I mek you mine




Caw we are going on a summer holiday

Wid you want to go with me

We going to London and New York city

Will you want to go Rosie




Caw we are going on a summer holiday

Wid you want to go with me

We going to London and New York city

Will you want to go Rosie




Mi believe good loving wey me need...




I coming and I coming and I coming on strong

You never know Yellow be your husband

If I'm right I can't be wrong

Caw Yellowman come to sing this song




We are going on a summer holiday

Wid you want to go with me

We going to London and New York city

Are you coming with me Rosie




We are going on a summer holiday

Wid you want to go with me

We going to London and New York city

Will you want to go Rosie




Mi believe good loving wey me need...




Roses are red my love and violets are blue

Sugar is sweet my love but not as sweet as you