Well the girls in town feeling bad No more Yankees in Trinidad They going to close down the base for good Them girls have to make out how they could Brother is now they park up in town In for a penny, and in for a pound Believe me it's competition for so Trouble in the town when the price drop low
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So when you bounce up Jean and Dinah Rosita and Clementina, round the corner posing Bet your life is something they selling And if you catch them You can get em all for nothing Don't make no row, the yankees gone, Sparrow take over now
Things bad is to hear them cry Not a sailor in town, the night clubs dry Only West Indians like me or you Are able to get a drink or two And as we have things back in control Ah seeking revenge with me heart and soul Brother when I spread the news around Is to see how them cave men come into town
(This verse is sometimes omitted) When the Yankee was in full swing Just imagine how I was suffering Mavis told me straight to me face How she find I too fast and out of place No, no, no, they would start to fret Money or not poor Sparrow can't get Because with the Yankees they have it cool Calypsonians too hard to fool
It's the glamour boys again We are going to rule Port of Spain No more Yankees to spoil the fete Dorothy have to take what she get All of them who used to make style While they taking two shillling with a smile No more hotel to rest your head By the sweat of thy brow thou shall eat bread