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Ah! That's the beach And carried me down on lipstick market Last night I had a romance with a tongue tie lady Who confessed that she so love me Last night I had a romance with a tongue tie lady Who then confess that she so love me She said, "Dear, I'm all alone at home tonight You can visit while me grandmother gone out of sight" But later on when I want to hug and kiss With the tie tongue language she saying this "It's 25 to 12, get up Me grandmother coming 12 o'clock It's 25 to 12 get up Mе grandmother coming 12 o'clock" Well, friends now lеt me tell you I'm a man of passion When a Bajan beauty catch me eye This lovely flower bud she set me teeth a nascent When I see her, Lord, I moan and sigh But on the sofa I decide to sneak a small caress Later on may be try a little stupidness She push me back, she start to break away In the same tie tongue language again she say "It's 20 to 12, please get up Me grandmother coming 12 o'clock 25 to, no 20, 20 to 12, get up Harry, hm" Well, by this time I really was exasperated At her manner of rejecting me I tell you out of all the things the Lord created The woman make the worse calamity On the sofa again I tried to sneak a kiss Later on to convince her of some greater bliss Right away, but in a voice not quite so strong She start to sing she tie tongue song "A quarter to 12, Harry get up Harry, me grandmother coming I tell you honey A quarter to 12, Harry get up Me grandmother coming 12 o'clock" Now friends you know a man He should not be frustrated When chasing some delectability But I know this problem never will be eliminated Until I'm reaching my senility By this time I can see that she is getting weak Me blood pressure rising to the danger peak When I feel the romance coming soon Right away she crooning the tongue tie tune "10 to 12, Harry get up Me Grandmother Darlin', she coming at 12 o'clock Harry, it's ten to 12 Now, come on, get up, Harry!" Well, right away me brain recieve a revelation How to make the fruit fall off the tree If I want a chance to integrate me situation I got to talk some other talk for she Right away marriage talk was coming out me mouth She smiled the conquest is no long in doubt But before she reach insanity With the last chance whisper she telling me "It's 12 o'clock, Harry Harry, Harry, it's 12 o'clock Harry, it's 12 o'clock And me grandmother coming You can take it out and go, oh, no! Harry! Harry! Harry! Harry! Ha- Oh, hello, granny I would like you to meet me friend, Harry"
Writer(s): William Eaton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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