Calypso Rose - Abatina Lyrics
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Abatina
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What Are The Lyrics For Abatina By Calypso Rose?
Tina was no deceiver
Few were inclined to believe her Aba Tina oh, who you have there breakin' down the door? She was lucky to marry A rich, rich man handsome like Harry Aba Tina oh, who you have there breakin' down the door? Harry was a charmer No one believed he could harm her Aba Tina oh, who you have there breakin' down the door? Aba Tina oh, who you have there breakin' down the door? Aba Tina, Aba Tina Aba Tina oh, who you have there breakin' down the door? The wedding was the talk of the town Went down the aisle in a long, long white gown Aba Tina oh, who you have there breakin' down the door? They said she wanted to marry above her All she want was someone to love her Aba Tina oh, who you have there breakin' down the door? News came first, they called her a liar She had no sound, she mouth full of wire Aba Tina oh, who you have there breakin' down the door? Aba Tina oh, who you have there breakin' down the door? Aba Tina oh, who you have there breakin' down the door? In the end Tina was buried By the church where she got married Aba Tina oh, who you have there breakin' down the door? Tina should have outlived us Now we pray that she will forgive us Aba Tina oh, who you have there breakin' down the door? Tina was no deceiver Few were inclined to believe her Aba Tina oh, who you have there breakin' down the door? Aba Tina Aba Tina Aba Tina Aba Tina Aba Tina Aba Tina Aba Tina Aba Tina oh Aba Tina oh Aba Tina oh |
Who Wrote Abatina By Calypso Rose?
Rafael De Leon, Manu Chao, Ivan Duran, Drew Gonsalves, Calypso Rose
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What's The Duration Of The Abatina By Calypso Rose?The duration of Abatina is 3:44 minutes and seconds. |
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