Bongo
(Bongo! Bongo!
Bongo, Mathilda, bongo, mama
Bongo!)
It is bongo competition time
Everybody come, hey
Jump and shake your body line
Take a drink of rum
Shake your waist Mathilda, your tempo break!
Big fat Priscilla can't shake
A thousand people jumping
And everybody shouting
"Bongo! Bongo!
Bongo, Mathilda, bongo, mama
Bongo!"
Priscilla come from overseas
Grenada bongo champ
But boy this gal Mathilda is
The favorite in the camp
Jump up one puh tuh doo, shake up more
And if they say she beat you, it's war
A thousand people jumping
And everybody shouting
"Bongo! Bongo!
Bongo, Mathilda, bongo, mama
Bongo!"
With Mellow on the cutting drum
And Moses on the base
Mathilda waist going up and down
Priscilla still one place
Fire in you heel, Mathilda, bend down low!
Big, fat Priscilla too slow
Is a thousand people jumping
And everybody shouting
"Bongo! Bongo!
Bongo, Mathilda, bongo, mama
Bongo!"
When Priscilla see she getting licks
She start jumping up and down
And she fall down like a ton of bricks
And frothing on the ground
Raise up, Priscilla! Raise your head!
Oh Lord, Priscilla, don't dead!
A thousand people jumping
And everybody shouting
"Bongo! Bongo!
Bongo, Mathilda, bongo, mama
Bongo!"
Bongo, Mathilda, bongo, mama
Bongo!)
It is bongo competition time
Everybody come, hey
Jump and shake your body line
Take a drink of rum
Shake your waist Mathilda, your tempo break!
Big fat Priscilla can't shake
A thousand people jumping
And everybody shouting
"Bongo! Bongo!
Bongo, Mathilda, bongo, mama
Bongo!"
Priscilla come from overseas
Grenada bongo champ
But boy this gal Mathilda is
The favorite in the camp
Jump up one puh tuh doo, shake up more
And if they say she beat you, it's war
A thousand people jumping
And everybody shouting
"Bongo! Bongo!
Bongo, Mathilda, bongo, mama
Bongo!"
With Mellow on the cutting drum
And Moses on the base
Mathilda waist going up and down
Priscilla still one place
Fire in you heel, Mathilda, bend down low!
Big, fat Priscilla too slow
Is a thousand people jumping
And everybody shouting
"Bongo! Bongo!
Bongo, Mathilda, bongo, mama
Bongo!"
When Priscilla see she getting licks
She start jumping up and down
And she fall down like a ton of bricks
And frothing on the ground
Raise up, Priscilla! Raise your head!
Oh Lord, Priscilla, don't dead!
A thousand people jumping
And everybody shouting
"Bongo! Bongo!
Bongo, Mathilda, bongo, mama
Bongo!"
Credits
Writer(s): Slinger Francisco
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