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What's Your Story Song Lyrics
What's Your Story by Tanya Stephens Intro A just so man tan, yeah, A so the whole a dem tan, Better we 'low dem and mek dem galang Verse 1 Saturday night was our anniversary so I made something special for my man and me Go outa mi way do everything right, from the champagne chilling to the dim light Put on some music turned it way down low, lovey dovey softies fi get the right flow Lay out mi neglige weh have the red glow, and after all a that the wretch never show 10 O'Clock me a contemplate and, 11 O'Clock me seh it a get late and Seh me nah go get vex me still a wait and nuh watch the lateness cause we a Jamaican 12 O'Clock when me nuh see him me start see red, 1 O'Clock anger turned into panic instead Me start wonder if them rob him put a cap inna him head and feel guilty how me vex when The man probably dead So me pick up me phone and start call up me friends Jump inna me car and go circle some ends Come back inna di house and start bawl pon di floor when 'bup' me hear a key inna di door Guess who? Chorus Stepping in at a quarter to three, talk up what's your story Wha coulda be more important than me, talk up what's your story You coulda deal, me a go disturb the peace, talk up what's your story Somebody please run go call the police, talk up what's your story C'mon now, c'mon now, wha yuh haffi seh to me Verse 2 Him step inna the house a grin him 32 teeth With some spur o' the moment flowers him pick up outa street Acting like him dont know something wrong, somebody please sing him the first verse a di song Bout yuh s-s-stop dung a Juicy dem shop, well 1:30 when me pass Juicy did lock Oh! Yuh lef rounda Juicy and go dung a Burro, well me did check desso too and dem neva see yuh bout yuh stop dung a the market play 2 hand a poker, somebody please come rescue this joker Ketch himself afire heng himself wid dem rope ya, call the fire brigade fi come clear up dem smoke ya There's something about man weh me cant understand, always a wedge himself inna some tight likkle jam, never taking the details into consideration, and always a underestimate dem woman A waltz inna di house wid some half-baked plan and some very familiar lies weh yuh pick up outa song Mm-mm, honey please... yuh fegat seh a me buy yuh di Beres Hammond collection? yuh better come out go look a next gal fi con (Chorus)