Ay ay ay ay
Look at me, look at me
Love me, love me
Kiss me, my dark-skinned girl
I'm dying
For those lips
So juicy and fresh
So red
Like an apple
Sweet and ripe
She's asking me, don't bite so hard, don't be greedy
And suck, suck, it's tastier
That's what my dark-skinned girl tells me

She's asking me to kiss, to kiss, the damned girl
That bite doesn't taste like anything
That's what my dark-skinned girl tells me
Look at me, love me
Kiss me, my dark-skinned girl
Look at me, love me
Kiss me, my dark-skinned girl

Stolen from African land
And she stopped the knife
A face like Bob Marley
And a mouth like a motorbike
Well, the bars are always open
And the time is always right
And it got school but goes unspoken
The music goes all night and it goes

Ay ay ay ay
Look at me, look at me
Love me, love me
Kiss me, my dark-skinned girl
I'm dying
For those lips
So juicy and fresh
So red
Like an apple
Sweet and ripe
She's asking me, don't bite so hard, don't be greedy
And suck, suck, it's tastier
That's what my dark-skinned girl tells me

Look at me, love me
Kiss me, my dark-skinned girl
Look at me, love me
Kiss me, my dark-skinned girl
Kiss me, my dark-skinned girl

Ay ay ay ay

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