Junior Byles - Curly Locks [Original Version] Lyrics
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Curly Locks [Original Version]
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What Are The Lyrics For Curly Locks [Original Version] By Junior Byles?
Curly locks, now that I'm a dreadlocks
Your daddy say you shouldn't play with me, but it's alright Curly locks, now that I'm a dreadlocks Your dad say you shouldn't play with me The sun is shining, the breeze is a-blowing too And all I've got inside me is lots of love for you, it's true Curly locks, now that I'm a dreadlocks Your daddy say you shouldn't play with me, but it's alright Curly locks, now that I'm a dreadlocks Your daddy say you shouldn't play with me She's a lonely, she's a walking dead I am a living man who's got a lots of plans it's true Curly locks, two roads before you Which one will be your choice, I really want to know, yeah Curly locks, your father is a poacher And he don't want you dealing with me Thank you, thank you for the letter You made me feel better, tee tah toe That's the way it's gonna go now Curly locks, two roads before you Which one will be your choice, I really want to know, yeah Curly locks, your father is a poacher He don't want you dealing with me Curly locks, two roads before you |
Who Wrote Curly Locks [Original Version] By Junior Byles?
Lee Perry, Perry, Junior Byles
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What's The Duration Of The Curly Locks [Original Version] By Junior Byles?The duration of Curly Locks [Original Version] is 3:01 minutes and seconds. |
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