Jacqueline, Jacqueline, Jacqueline -
Girl, you want discipline.
Jacqueline, Jacqueline, Jacqueline -
Girl, you want discipline.
Talking 'bout, you live up inna Brooklyn.
We'll watch you girl, an' when you come from foreign.
Say I man, I go take you down to Robin.
Me I man gon' have you, on a two spliff and Heineken.
Jacqueline, Jacqueline, Jacqueline -
Girl, you want discipline.
Jacqueline, Jacqueline, Jacqueline -
Hey girl, you are discipline.
Take me all around, even show me girls on TV.
I take you by the mountainside,
And I show you the beautiful spring.
Now I hold on on your hand,
You don't want to give me no something.
Jacqueline, Jacqueline, Jacqueline -
Girl, you want discipline.
Jacqueline, Jacqueline, Jacqueline -
Girl, you are discipline.
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Jacqueline, Jacqueline, Jacqueline -
Girl, you want discipline.
Seems like you don't want to give I man, no something.
Pity you don't know, love is all I bring.
It looks like she want come hold on, for mi diamond ring.
Writer(s): Henry Lawes, Hugh Mundell
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