Jamaica - Junior lyrics

Belle of the sparkling ballrooms of Paris And new Orleans Kidnaped by a friend of her father's Away from the sweetness of her mother k**er of the man who stripped her naked And auctioned her She cut his throat in a joyful moment Now and then I tend to forget about the bad times Is it me or life could be more fun sometimes Downtown? Rebel on a sweaty dusty wagon trail to Mexico Gipsy swriling to the rhythm of the Flamenco Mistress to the handsome renegade who took her out Who needed her body, but not her love Yes, sir, I hear that it's a drag Yes sir, your pain is mine I understand you see But don't comprehend I tend to forget you see I try to make it plain Because I'm still a junior Girl, You must have learnt a lot from now You're not a men yet I'm not a wife yet