Calypso Blues

Wa-ooh, wa-ooh
Wa-ooh, wa-ooh, cunna-waa-ooh
Wa-ooh, wa-ooh
Wa-ooh, wa-ooh, wa-ooh-wow

I'm hangin' around this ocean
Sometimes I feel so sad
I ain't got the money to take me back to Trinidad

In Trinidad, one dollar buy
Papaya juice, banana pie
Six coconuts, a female goat
And plenty fish to fill the boat
In the United States, one dollar buy
A cup of coffee and a ham on rye

Wa-ooh, wa-ooh
Wa-ooh, wa-ooh, cunna-waa-ooh
Wa-ooh, wa-ooh
Wa-ooh, wa-ooh, wa-ooh-wow

I'm hangin' around this ocean
Sometimes I feel so low

This Yankee girls are givin' me a big scare
Black the roots, blonde the hair
The eyelash false, face is paint
Pads is where those girls, they ain't
We Calypso girls, good a lot
What you see is what we got

Ah, my lips are chapped from lipstick
Feet she hurt from shoes
Pockets full of empty
I've got Calypso blues

Wa-ooh, wa-ooh
Wa-ooh, wa-ooh, cunna-waa-ooh, oh
Ooh, wa-ooh, wa-ooh
Wa-ooh, wa-ooh, wa-ooh-wow