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Poom-poom! This lady is dripping with bling
- listen to the rude -boys sing,
all their eyes go pop and zing
when she shakes her sassy thing.

Boom-boom! my heart is beating like a bell,
commom sense is shot to hell,
thoughts impossible to quell
- I want to jump and dance and yell!

Thump thump my heart begins to palpitate,
I feel it reverberate,
Whos this guy who looks so great
Dressed up like a bad pirate.

Bump, bump, my heart is racing now I fear,
I can touch him hes so near,
And Im thrilled that he would dare,
Sport an earring in one ear !

Johnny Depp or Johnny Dread
- and he reeks of aftershave.
Oh for sure he wants to bed
this pretty Caribbean maid...

But just because my poom-poom pants
are pink and hug my hips
he needn't think I'm fast and loose
- I'm wise to all his tricks!

And even though I like to ramajay,
Party hard and dingolay,
Strut my stuff as I sashay,
I am no predators prey.

He may be a saga boy or banker,
But I dont want to hanker
After him, cos like a canker,
I try to avoid tabanca.

Whoa girl, yo makin' a big mistake
- so let me put you straight!
Although I do admire your rudder,
I only came here lookin' for me brudda.

For though I like to swing both ways,
my heart is taken by another:
Blue-eyed Jim from Michigan
- my big white honky lover!

Its just as well I didnt get too close
That news would have been a curse
So Ill just say adios,
Leave you to swing coast to coast .

Different strokes for different folks people say
If those are the games you play,
Glad I am not in the way,
Think that I'll call it a day !

OK, chow! Ms. Poom-poom pants
but if you're looking for romance
check out my friend Charley
- thats his bike outside right now:
the big black streamlined Harley.

If you want a feisty ride
Charley surely will oblige
- then take you home to meet his Ma:
last year she was voted Queen
of the Poom-poom Mardi Gras!