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This generation rules the nationwith version
Music happen to be the food of love.
Sounds to really make you rub and scrub.I say: Pass the Dutchie on the leff hand side
Pass the Dutchie on the left hand side
It a gonna burngive me music make me jump and prance
It a go donegive me the music make me rock in the dance.
It was a cool and lovely breezy afternoon.
How does it feel when you've got no food?
You could feel it 'cause it was the month of
June.
How does it feel when you've got no food?
So I left my gate and went out for a wakl.
How does it feel when you've got no food?
As I pass the dreadlocks' camp I heard them say:
Pass the Dutchie on the left hand side. . .
So I stopped to find out what was going on.
How does it feel when you've got no food?'cause the spirit ofjah you know he leads you on.
How does it feel when you've got no food?
There was a ring of dreads and a session was there in swing.
How does it feel when you've got no food?
You could feel the chill as I seen and heard them say:
How does it feel when you've got no food?
Pass the Dutchie on the leff hand side. ..'cos me say listen to the drummerme say listen to the bass.
Give me little music make me wind up me waist.
Me say listen to the drummerme say listen to the bass
Give me little music make me wind up me waist.
Pass the Dutchie on the left hand side. . .
You play it on the radio a so me saywe a go hear it on the stereo
A so me know you a go play it on the disco
A so me say we a go hear it on the stereo.
Pass the Dutchie on the leff hand side. . .I say eastsay westsay north and south
This is gonna make us jump and shout.
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