Archive for the ‘Boney M.’ Category

Brown Girl in the Ring

Tuesday, July 19th, 2011

Brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la
There’s a brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la la
Brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la
She looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum

Show me your motion
Tra la la la la
Come on show me your motion
Tra la la la la la
Show me your motion
Tra la la la la

Sunny

Thursday, May 12th, 2011

Sunny, yesterday my life was filled with rain.
Sunny, you smiled at me and really eased the pain.
The dark days are gone, and the bright days are here,
My Sunny one shines so sincere.
Sunny one so true, I love you.

Sunny, thank you for the sunshine bouquet.
Sunny, thank you for the love you brought my way.
You gave to me your...

Ribbons of Blue

Friday, January 28th, 2011

Their lived a certain man
In Russia long ago
He was big and strong in his eyes a flaming glow
Most people looked at him
With terror and with fear
But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear
He could preach the bible like a preacher
Full of extasy and fire
But he also was the kind of teacher
Woman would desire.

Ra-Ra-Rasputin

Oceans of Fantasy

Saturday, December 18th, 2010

No woman no cry
No woman no cry
No woman no cry
No woman no cry
Cause I remember when we used to sit
In a government yard in trenchtown
Observing the hypocrites
Mingle with the good people we meet
Good friends we have, now
Good friends we have lost
Along the way
In this great future,
You can’t forget...

Chica Da Silva

Thursday, November 25th, 2010

On the first day of spring
They heard the news
The word spread like fire
That she had fallen
The fields of that day
Were watered with tears
Tears that were cried
For Chica Da Silva

Chica Da, Chica Da, Chica Da, Chica Da Silva
Chica Da, Chica Da, Chica Da, Chica Da Silva
Chica Da, Chica Da, Chica Da, Chica Da Silva

Oceans of Fantasy

Sunday, June 27th, 2010

No woman no cry
No woman no cry
No woman no cry
No woman no cry
Cause I remember when we used to sit
In a government yard in trenchtown
Observing the hypocrites
Mingle with the good people we meet
Good friends we have, now
Good friends we have lost
Along the way
In this great future,
You can’t forget...