Intro:
I told my baby not to wake me
Not even for a cup of tea
Chorus
Who could it be now
Who could it be now
Who could it be now
Knocking on the rastaman's door
Verse 1
I've got to get myself away
And find me a place where I'll be free
City life is getting me down
Even when I sleep I'm wearing a frown
It couldn't be the landlord
Could it be my baby?
I told her not to wake me
Not even for a cup of tea
Repeat Chorus
(2x)
Verse 2
I'm in deep meditation
Trying to find myself
Don't need no provocation
It's a minute after twelve
Now who dares to disturb
My tranquility
When I'm meditating on the Almighty
Repeat Chorus
Repeat Verse 1
Writer(s): Sly Dunbar, Donald Dennis, Philip Burrell, Jepther Mcclymont
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