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It's music out Jamaica
And I dont mean Jamaica, Queens
And I heard it on an airwave
Coming out from New Orleans
Put a crystal in your pocket
And get up from your seat
I'll show you a set to pick up your rent
People dancing in the street
Ska killers
Toasters
USA
Some people call us trouble
Some people call us tough
Some people call us nasty names
But their girlfriends call us up
Cause they want to know the answer
For all those bad things that we do
And a peice of when upside your head
Is all we've got for you
So I heard it out in Brooklyn
And I heard it out in Queens
I heard it on the radio
On the road to New Orleans
So if you like to dance on weekends
Put a ratchet on that beat
I'll show you a step to inhance your rep
If you're down on Orange Street
