Romie Songtext
von Beenie Man

Everyday you′ve been going around and telling story
'Bout you know me
And ′bout is your mother grow me
No
Gimme some bass, make me sing something first
Me go so

Oh nah nah nah nah nah nah
Oh nah nah nah nah nah nah
Oh nah nah nah nah nah nah
Oh nah nah nah

It's all about Romie and him big, fat sister, Naomi
Di two a them claim say them know me
An them argument throw me, throw me, throw me
Di boy deh name Romie and him whoring sister, Naomi
Di two a them claim say them know me
And them argument throw me, throw me, throw me


But me wonder Romie, how him fi know mi?
A Waterhouse me born, a Craig Town me go live 'way
Aunt Sita grow me
A owe di boy owe me him argument throw me
Him gal want blow me true she hear say me bloomy
Me hear Naomi have fifteen auntie
Me check it out, deep down to di grandma want me
So a grudge di boy grudge me
Di boy bad minded
Dats why me argument drop pon all

Romie and him big, fat sister, Naomi
Di two a them claim say them know me
An them argument throw me, throw me, throw me
Di boy deh name Romie and him big, fat sister, Naomi
Di two a them claim say them know me
And them argument

But, but, but, hold on now
Me hear say
Miss Naomi one big fat gyal from inna di 1920
If looks was a hole, she leave a door cause she plenty
And from a gal 20 her love life empty, empty, empty
People look yah, Naomi a whore, and her poppa a preacher
Me get fi understand di gal a witchcraft worker
She obeah her mother, and go tek di stepfather
Dats why di Dj a utter say

Oh nah nah nah nah nah nah
Oh nah nah nah nah nah nah
Oh nah nah nah nah nah nah
Oh nah nah nah nah nah nah


Romie and him big, fat sister, Naomi
Di two a them claim say them know me
An them argument throw me, throw me, throw me
Di boy deh name Romie and him whoring sister, Naomi
Di two a them claim say them know me
And them argument throw me, throw me, throw me

True me girlfriend hyper, her life brighter
Naomi turn spider, Naomi turn snake
Under grass, she a viper
Gal turn sniper, big time former
She all a tell Peter say him gal an Lorna
Gone go catch man somewhere down a Manchester
Warn da youth mother him go charge fi murder
Gal just hear yah, gawn an leave yah
Dats why di DJ sing say

Romie and him big, fat sister, Naomi
Di two a them claim say them know me
An them argument throw me, catch me, catch me, catch me
Romie and him big, fat sister, Naomi
Di two a them claim say them know me
And them argument throw me, again

But me wonder Romie, how him fi know mi?
A Waterhouse me born, a Craig Town me go live ′way
Aunt Sita grow me
A owe di boy owe me him argument throw me
Him gal want blow me true she hear say me bloomy
Me hear Naomi have fifteen auntie
Me check it out, deep down to di grandma want me
So a grudge di boy grudge me
Di boy bad minded
Dats why me argument drop pon all

Romie Romie Ro Ro Ro Ro teh teh teh
Romie and him big, fat sister, Naomi
Di two a them claim say them know me
An them argument throw me, throw me, throw me
Di boy deh name Romie and him whoring sister, Naomi
Di two a them claim say them know me
And them argument them argument

But miss Naomi
One big fat gyal from inna di 1920