The Prince I Love It

Lyrics

Buster he sold the heat
With a Rocksteady beat

An earthquake is erupting
But not in Orange Street
A ghost dance is preparing
You got to help us with your feet
If you’re not in the mood to dance
Step back grab yourself a seat
This may not be uptown Jamaica
But we promise you a treat

Buster bowl me over with your bogus dance
Shuffle me off my feet
Even if I kept on running
I’d never get to Orange Street

So I say there’s not much left to say
For the man who set the beat
So I leave it up to you out there
To get him back on his feet

Buster bowl me over with your bogus dance
Shuffle me off my feet
Even if I kept on running
I’d never get to Orange Street

Bring back the
Who is the
We want the
Bring back The Prince