文本歌词

I told my baby not to wake me
Not even for a cup of tea
Who could it be now
Who could it be now
Who could it be now
Knocking on the rastaman's door
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
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