Melody To Smarten Conniving
You Must Never, Never Believe Him
Look He Borrowed Some Money From Me
To Send For His Gun In Beaches
She buy clothes to fill her basket
Now they pay me back, he say,
But he lie, I want me money by tomorrow
You think you have more brains
No big pocket would ever try to pick
no big pocket would ever try to pick
Walk about the city and find out
Melo name in people mouth
Borrow money from everybody
To pay back, Melo wouldn't pay
Somewhere down the street
Is to hear how he broke so long year
I want me money by tomorrow
Do you think you have more brain
no big pocket would ever ever try to pick
no big pocket would ever try to pick
when we come back here from Curacao
I say pay me pay me mellow
I don't like to let people fool me.
He pulled out one big fat wallet.
I never see money so yet.
So much hundred dollar bill.
No wonder why the man in Cura
I want my money by tomorrow.
Don't think you have more brain
No big pocket would ever try to pick
A pocket you mustn't die.
No big pocket would ever try to pick
a next big pocket. Pocket.
700 bucks you say you lose,
Hello, do you make so much of dough,
In Aruba, I'm curious so,
And although it is my belief,
I can't call the fellow a thief,
So the sergeant just put in his staff,
And take thief from thief,
Make God laugh, that I no lie
I want me money by tomorrow
Don't think you have more brain
No big pocket would ever try to pick
No big pocket would ever try to pick