Who Could It Be

I told my baby not to wake me Not even for a cup of tea Who could it be now? Who could it be now? Who could it be now? Knocking on the Rastaman's door I've got to get myself away And find me a place where I'll be free City life is getting me down Even when I sleep I'm wearing a frown It couldn't be the landlord Could it be my baby? I told her not to wake me Not even for a cup of tea Who could it be now? Who could it be now? Who could it be now? Knocking on the Rastaman's door Who could it be now? Who could it be now? Who could it be now? Knocking on the Rastaman's door I'm in deep meditation Trying to find myself Don't need no provocation It's a minute after twelve Now who dares to disturb My tranquility When I'm meditating On the Almighty Who could it be now? Who could it be now? Who could it be now? Knocking on the Rastaman's door I've got to get myself away And find me a place where I'll be free City life is getting me down Even when I sleep I'm wearing a frown It couldn't be the landlord Could it be my baby? I told her not to wake me Not even for a cup of tea