let me eat my troubled mind
Me dey beg you be pardon me,
Stop for a snack with my lady compan
She ordered lobster in wine for lunch
But all I could afford was two
sandwiches and two fruit punch
You said the right thing at
Lord, pardon me, darter, yeh,
Such an em barrassing moment like this,
As I took a glance at the menu
Don't know how to work it out I wonder
if I should stay or take a roundabout
Hey, me dey beg you fi pardon me,
Let me eat my trouble, mine,
Lord you know, I'm just so
Let's cancel for some other day
Tomorrow I'll be getting a
Then you can order lobster
all I can afford is two sand wiches
Hey, if they beg you to pardon me,
You said the right thing at
Pardon me, my daughter, yeah
To be poor, it is a crime
the vibe seems much more tense
Don't know how to work it out,
yeah I wonder if I should stay or take a roundabout
Me dey beg you fi pardon me me datta
Pardon me, me daughter, yeah
Pardon me, darlin' time, yeah
Pardon me, me darlin' time, yeah
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