Old School Lorve
Let me tell your a story abra bra bra oh
1965, secondary school form one
We went for interco, as my friends were sheeing the jama
I was chatting with this girl in my corner
I asked for her address
And she wrote it on a paper
She asked for my address na me toto papa so
I told her sincerely I don't have an address
I'm the son of the palm wine tapper in the village stretch
But from your address, I just realized
You're the daughter
Of Nigerian's ambassador to the Gold Coast
Please don't vex, I know your father has a gun
I want to be the next E.T Mensah of my time
Or maybe King Bruce so i cannot lose my life
Take back your paper i don't want any wahala
But still she insisted Kwaku please take the address
School is vacating but please stay in touch
My daddy is a diplomat he doesn't stay at home
So I'll surely get your your letter
And give you my reply
My sherrie coco
My fathia fata Nkrumah kente cloth oh
Yieeee, I can't wait oh bebe
To play you some King Bruce calypso eh
So an early morning after sharpening my cutlass
I gathered some courage and I took my pen and paper
I started from the address, Ambassador's residence
P.O. Box 17 Colonial street Accra
Dear Elizabeth, my sherrie coco
The only sardine in the chop box that i know
The only bee that makes the honey in my home
My fresh palm wine, you are the one with more sugar
I've missed you paa oh forget about the grammar
Since vacation ebe like say am in a trauma
I can't concentrate my heartbeat can't regulate
I need to hear from you
Oh please send me your reply
My sherrie coco
My fathia fata Nkrumah kente cloth eh oo
Yieeee, I can't wait ooo bebe
To play you some King Bruce calypso eh
My sweet Kwaku Boateng
I've received your letter
I thought you were afraid oh but now i beg to differ
Actually I am impressed
I don't know how to express
The way I am feeling
I'm beginning to depress
I spoke about you to my mommy and she's fine
Kweku I don't care if your daddy sells palm wine
I think I'm in love
But the issue is my papa
Is coming home tomorrow
I'm inviting you for dinner
So my father said
Kweku polish your dabo dabo shoe
In the house of the ambassador
You can't play the fool
After a lot of advice krrr Santan Accra
Inside the ambassador's house
Kweku me na me nie oh
Question number one
Question number two
After question number three
Papa we are just friends oh
Story continues tomorrow
My sherrie coco
My fathia fata Nkrumah kente cloth eh oh
Yieee, I can't wait oh bebe
To play you some King Bruce calypso eh
1965, secondary school form one
We went for interco, as my friends were sheeing the jama
I was chatting with this girl in my corner
I asked for her address
And she wrote it on a paper
She asked for my address na me toto papa so
I told her sincerely I don't have an address
I'm the son of the palm wine tapper in the village stretch
But from your address, I just realized
You're the daughter
Of Nigerian's ambassador to the Gold Coast
Please don't vex, I know your father has a gun
I want to be the next E.T Mensah of my time
Or maybe King Bruce so i cannot lose my life
Take back your paper i don't want any wahala
But still she insisted Kwaku please take the address
School is vacating but please stay in touch
My daddy is a diplomat he doesn't stay at home
So I'll surely get your your letter
And give you my reply
My sherrie coco
My fathia fata Nkrumah kente cloth oh
Yieeee, I can't wait oh bebe
To play you some King Bruce calypso eh
So an early morning after sharpening my cutlass
I gathered some courage and I took my pen and paper
I started from the address, Ambassador's residence
P.O. Box 17 Colonial street Accra
Dear Elizabeth, my sherrie coco
The only sardine in the chop box that i know
The only bee that makes the honey in my home
My fresh palm wine, you are the one with more sugar
I've missed you paa oh forget about the grammar
Since vacation ebe like say am in a trauma
I can't concentrate my heartbeat can't regulate
I need to hear from you
Oh please send me your reply
My sherrie coco
My fathia fata Nkrumah kente cloth eh oo
Yieeee, I can't wait ooo bebe
To play you some King Bruce calypso eh
My sweet Kwaku Boateng
I've received your letter
I thought you were afraid oh but now i beg to differ
Actually I am impressed
I don't know how to express
The way I am feeling
I'm beginning to depress
I spoke about you to my mommy and she's fine
Kweku I don't care if your daddy sells palm wine
I think I'm in love
But the issue is my papa
Is coming home tomorrow
I'm inviting you for dinner
So my father said
Kweku polish your dabo dabo shoe
In the house of the ambassador
You can't play the fool
After a lot of advice krrr Santan Accra
Inside the ambassador's house
Kweku me na me nie oh
Question number one
Question number two
After question number three
Papa we are just friends oh
Story continues tomorrow
My sherrie coco
My fathia fata Nkrumah kente cloth eh oh
Yieee, I can't wait oh bebe
To play you some King Bruce calypso eh
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Writer(s): Wasalu Jaco, Justin Scott Franks, Geoffrey Patrick Earley, Edward Christopher Sheeran
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