Lyrics

You went to St. Thomas, your pick up your bride Yer went in the chapel, she was by your side After you done marry, you're feeling OK Tell your wife to listen carefully to what people say When they see you madam walking up the street People does stand up and watch dong at she crooked feet People would say she husband so spectacular And everybody does call she... (Madame Dracula) You went to St. Thomas, you carry Christo Christo say your wedding was a pappyshow With so much ole nigger and so much of bum All you had to eat was roti And all you had to drink was rum Then you bring the Yankee woman back to Trinidad But none of your friends don't like she She too ole and hard People say she husband nose perpendicular So everybody does call she... (Madame Dracula) That so, man! You went to St. Thomas, you playing a Lord And you spend more money than you could afford You leave the impression that you have some cash Only fooling people, Boo Boo Man, you want a lash Whenever he madame talking, she mouth like a swamp Frank Sinatra sing about she, say de lady is a tramp People say she husband nose perpendicular So everybody does call she... (Madame Dracula) The day your married to this ole maid Well even the preacher and all was afraid Your shirt out your trousers, your jacket so short Like when your appearing for thiefing fowl in the Police Court That's why the people ain't have no respect for your wife And ah feel if she ain't leave you she wasting she life I would say she husband nose perpendicular And meh self will call she... (Madame Dracula)
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