On The Road (feat. Tippa Irie)

Baby girl you know I miss you, you know I miss you Whenever I'm on the road you know I miss you I miss you There's no other but you I tell ya Because we got a love so true AHA! On the road, on the road, on the road, thinking of you Well the road can be happy, the road can be fun Especially when you eat and be cruising in the sun When the bus it pull up or the plane touch down A hole heap people, them glad say we come Well them glad say we deh yah, them glad we arrived Cause them know say the man gonna hear the music live Smiling faces, different places, a dance to the drum and the basses On the road, on the road, on the road, thinking of you On the road, on the road, on the road, thinking of you No matter how them try me nah leave me bonafide Because the loving what we have it gone up to the sky No matter how them run come up inna me face Me know none of them can take your place No matter how them hot with the body them got They loving what we got you know it solid as a rock No matter how them flirt up inna the miniskirt Me nah gonna dis you because me know it hurt On the road, on the road, on the road, thinking of you On the road, on the road, on the road, thinking of you It's like this A nuff tour bus me ride in on the motorway Like Frank Sinatra I did it my way I've been through trial and tribulation And all kind of different situation And when me a-slip and when me a-slide Baby girl you always there for the ride You always stood there right by me-side That's why the love for you I can't hide, and me sing again On the road, on the road, on the road, thinking of you On the road, on the road, on the road, thinking of you On the road, on the road, on the road, thinking of you As I would tell you say – WAH! On the road, on the road, on the road, thinking of you