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Aye, little boy, let me tell you this Don't be afraid, I ain't the police You wouldn't know me, but I want you to show me A girl around here they call Mildred When I tell you mister, Mildred is meh sister He jump up and then he said Tell your sister to come down quick I have something for here for she Tell she it's Mr. Benwood Dick The man from Sangre Grande She know me well, I gih she already She must remember me Go on, go on, tell she Mr. Benwood come Sorry old man, that won't do for me I don't carry message for anybody If you want to see she, don't worry to send me Climb up the step, you won't fall It have a bell on the gate, ring it and wait She must come after you call Tell your sister to come down quick I have something for here for she Tell she it's Mr. Benwood Dick The man from Sangre Grande She know me well, I gih she already She must remember me Go on, go on, tell she Mr. Benwood come If you see the man, you might dead with fright Especially if it's in the night Wearing a big old straw hat A dirty dirty alpagat All he shirt colored black and greasy I don't see what kind of business a man like this Could have with my sister Milly He bawling... Tell your sister to come down quick I have something for here for she Tell she it's Mr. Benwood Dick The man from Sangre Grande She know me well, I gih she already She must remember me Go on, go on, tell she Mr. Benwood come Curiosity had meh head confused I wonder what Mildred doing with a man who cyah buy shoes They start to talk and talk, then they went for a walk If you see them hand in hand When he gone and ask she, who is he? She tell me, is she compere, but was she man He bawling... Tell your sister to come down quick I have something for here to gih she Tell she it's Mr. Benwood Dick The man from Sangre Grande She know me well, I gih she already She must remember me Go on, go on, yes tell she Mr. Benwood come
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