Buffalo soldier, dreadlock rasta: There was a buffalo soldier in the heart of america, Stolen from Ogaadeni, brought to america, Fighting on arrival,
You need a holiday, come see me
I know youÂ’re tired of the same old scenery
And I could change all that so easily
i'll go out but i think yo take a chance
IÂ’ll take you to the South of France Â…
like cans
If anybody can I can
We can go shopping in Milan
I just hope you understand
I hope you see it clear
It really donÂ’t matter how far or near
Cause thereÂ’s no distance that can stop my persistence
ThereÂ’s just a few days in the year
Plus IÂ’ve got plans Â… so letÂ’s ride that
We ainÂ’t gotta fly, we can just drive that
We can have a rave, we can hire that
WonÂ’t tell nobody let them find out
If you ainÂ’t doing nothing letÂ’s fly away
(Drive away, get away)
We can go to the club or hide away
We can do what you want to, baby
If you ainÂ’t doing nothing letÂ’s fly away
(Drive away, take a holiday)
We can go to the club or hide away
We can do what you want to, baby