Even Michael Jackson him never learn
Pon him head he had a curly perm
Spark flew in his head and him head get burn
Watch out next time it could be your turn
And gone wet look crazy
Everybody gone wet look crazy, Lord
The people them amaze me
Oh everybody gone wet look crazy, Lord
Me used to know a woman by the name of Flo
Make I tell you that the woman had a sweet afro
Sometimes she plait it in a sweet cane row
But she never satisfied 'cause she did want her hair fi grow
Me tell her say she look nice, she didn't want to know
She want her hair fi long so she could tie it in a bow
She use a kind of thing like lanoline and moss grow
But everything she try man it still a grow slow
By now she was desperate, she give anything a go
Asked all her friends, "What shall I do?
" Her friends said, "We don't know"
Them one say, "Try a wet look man, it's all the fashion now"
So a the wet look fashion she decide fi follow
Well, off to the hairdresser Flo did go
Rain a fall, weather bad, cold wind a blow
Flo never business man, it could a when it snow
She run a hairdresser like Sebastian Coe
Hairdresser say, "What style you want? You must tell me, oh"
She say, "Put no wet look inna it, me want me head fi grow
All me haffi do, me kese no cut it too low
And money is no problem, so just go man go"
The money that she pay was a five-zero
And when she had it done Lord she did really love it so
She see two man look pon her and them raise them eyebrow
She say, "Why all the man dem a go rush me now?"
Next morning when she wake up, she look inna mirror
A head top bald like Kenny, Jam, John Crow
She find all her hair wear pon her pillow
Now she haffi wear a wig everywhere she go
She was wet look crazy
Everybody gone wet look crazy, Lord
The people them amaze me
Oh everybody gone wet look crazy, Lord
Can't say me never warn you
Can't say you never know
Well if you must do it don't put too much inna it
Or your head a coulda flavor cocoa
And if you haffi wear a wig
Then you can't go a session, no
'Cause if your wiggy drop off everybody a go laugh
Then the people them will kill you with blow
Everybody gone wet look crazy
Everybody gone wet look crazy, Lord
The people them amaze me
Oh everybody gone wet look crazy, Lord
I man Maccabee there 'round the mic a bubble
When me chat the stirick a worries and trouble
Check out this a lyric 'cause it well sensible
Wet look crazy, that a the title
Nah run down nobody, just sekkle-sekkle
Me know the wet look it suit some people
All I man a say is that it better natural
And it no good fi full up your head top with too much chemical
For me my natty dreadlocks is well suitable
Natural beautiful Jah man it well comfortable
Have your head how you want man no fi you trouble
But if you put in too much wet look then it could be fatal
You could be going around like a bald eagle
You and Kojak, Lord we look like double
Instead of wolf whistle all the man will giggle
Then I'll say, "I told you so", I wasn't being evil
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