Maxi Priest - Festival Time Lyrics
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Festival Time
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What Are The Lyrics For Festival Time By Maxi Priest?
Things we used to do
Things we used to say Things we used to do Things we used to say Sunday morning I rise bright and early Getting ready for a festival time Smiley Culture, Tippa Irie they are coming Philip Levi, phone and say him soon come We are gonna meet, meet the sound We hold the mike, crowd gather 'round Put on the show fi please the crowd Everybody them baul out loud Festival time is here Festival time is here Festival time is here Festival time is here, well sister Whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah Whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah Festival time is here Festival time is here Festival time is here Festival time is here, well sister Whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah Whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah Now the children they are laughing and playing While the elders they are talking about them Say miss Lou's working hard on the chicken While Max's dad has been doing enough drinking Me and me brethren just a stand up and watch A what a joy to see them Me and me brethren just a stand up and watch A what a joy to see them Festival time is here Festival time is here Festival time is here Festival time is here, well sister Whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah Whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah Come make, we carry go drink, come Food and stall, food and stall Goes oh, ah, ah, oh, ah Oh, ah, ah |
Who Wrote Festival Time By Maxi Priest?
Angus Gaye, Maxi Priest, Tony Robinson
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What's The Duration Of The Festival Time By Maxi Priest?The duration of Festival Time is 4:28 minutes and seconds. |
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