Babs and Clean Willy were in love they said
So in love the preacher’s face turned red
Soon everyobody knew the thing was dead
He shouts
She bites
They wrangle through the night
She go crazy
Got to make a getaway
Papa say
O
No hesitation
No tears and no hearts breaking
No remorse
O
Congratulations
This is your Haitian divorce
She takes the taxi to the good hotel
Bon march‚ as far as she can tell
She drinks the zombie from the cocoa shell
She feels
Alright
She get it on tonight
Mister driver
Take me where the music play
Papa say
At the Grotto
In the greasy chair
Sits the Charlie with the lotion
And the kinky hair
When she smiled she said it all
The band was hot so
They danced the famous merango
Now we dolly back
Now we fade to black
Tearful reunion in the U.S.A.
Day by day those memories fade away
Some babies grow in a peculiar way
It changed
It grew
And everybody knew
Semi-mojo
Who’s this kinly so and so
Papa go