Vama Veche Reggae

I'll wake up tomorrow morning
In a little bar
Filled up bottles with tequila
And a joint of mine,

Girls of very many sizes,
They want a piece of me...
Everybody's feeling...fine
Isn't it a little strange
That I'm feeling blue?
Memories come down on me...
Nothing new to come.
Memories come down on me...
Nothing new to come.
Memories come down on me...
Nothing new to come.
I'll wake up tomorrow morning
In a little bar
Filled up bottles with tequila
And a joint of mine.

Ref:
Pa pa pa pa pa
Pa pa pa pa pa
Pa paaaaaaa pa!
I'm listening to all my friends they say,
That I should change my life in some way,
They seem to care so much about me,
And I say: - Please leave me alone!
I just want to be on my own!

What if i drink, what if I smoke
What if I'm hit by a stroke,
Cause if I died my friends would say:
- What a good guy he was, let's drink for him today.

I'll wake up tomorrow morning
In a little bar
Filled up bottles with tequila
And a joint of mine.