[kirklancaster]

NO WOMAN, NO CRY

by Bob Wannabe

No, woman, no cry,
No, woman, no cry,
No, woman, no cry,
No, woman, no cry.

Said, said, said, I remember when I used to sit
In the Big Brother House with Georgia,
Oba - Hidin' that I was an 'ypocrite
Pretending I was in love and trying to forge a
Relationship 'cos she be rich
But man life really is a bitch
'Cos she believed I had conviction, then suffered an eviction
So dry your tears Jackson, I seh.
No use crying 'cos the meal ticket got away.

No, woman, no cry,
No, woman, no cry.
I'm Jackson Blyton 'n I don't shed no tears,
No, woman, no cry.

Said, said, said, I remember when-I used to sit
In the BB Garden with Lateysha The Queen.
Licking her bum so I could get into her team.
And man I even kissed her feet and my plan was working out so sweet
She could not read my lying eyes Then Jason fecked me over with a surprise
Left me with nothing in my hand
Outed Lateysha and got twenty grand.
Of which I'll share with you,
Another woman let me down
Gone and made me look like a clown.
But now she's gone, I mean,

Nothing's ever gonna be all right!
Nothing's gonna be all right!
Nothing's ever gonna be all right!
Nothing's ever gonna be all right!
I said, Nothing's ever gonna be all right-a!
Nothing's ever gonna be all right!
Nothing's ever gonna be all right, now!
Nothing's ever gonna be all right!

So, No woman, no cry,
No, no, woman, woman, no cry.
Woman, I ain't really crying for heaven's sake I feel sorry for myself but my tears are fake.
No, woman, no cry.

I remember when I used to sit
With all the clique in the BB House.
Now I ain't so welcome 'cos I acted like a louse.
Bro them people don't know s hit I said I'd share when I had zilch in my hand But feck that now I've got five grand. I took the loot 'cos I know now I ain't gonna win But I'm getting blasted by that bitch Evelyn
I tell ya it's women who will be my ruin An' them bitches gonna be my undoing.
But there's nothing I can do
Just gotta keep on trying to con my way through.

So, No woman, no cry,
No, no, woman, woman, no cry.
Woman, I ain't really crying for heaven's sake I feel sorry for myself but my tears are fake.

No, woman, no cry.No, woman, no cry,
No, woman, no cry.
I'm Jackson Blyton 'n you can't predict me But you'll have me really crying if you evict me.
No, woman, no cry.
Eh! (Little darlin', I will shed tears!
No, woman, no cry.
Little sister, I will shed tears!
No, woman, no cry.)