(originally by Gregory Isaacs)
Girl, take it easy
Ah, Busy, brr
Oh, Lord of mercy
Went to a dance last Saturday night
I was feeling tipsy and the mood was right
Sight a likkle daughter and a step inna di corner
'Cause I feel like dancing all night
So I said, "Cool down the pace for me, little woman
You're going too fast for me"
I said, "Cool down the pace for me, little woman
That's not how it should be, ah"
I told her to try
I don't know why, mm
No use trying 'cause she can't
And so she do it how she want, Lord
So I said, "Cool down the pace for me, little woman
You're rocking it too fast for me"
I said, "Cool down the pace for me, little woman
That's not how it should be
You're rocking too fast for me"
Brr, and so she do it how she want, ah
Gyal, Busy
Said she would try
But she just don't know why
She keep on trying, but she can't
And then she do it how she want, Lord, brr, ooh
Cool down the pace for me, little woman
Rocking it too fast for me
I said, "Cool down the pace for me, little woman
That's not how it's 'posed to be" (Brr)
Cool down the pace
I said, "Cool down the pace"
Keep on trying, but she can't
And then she do it how she want, ooh, brr
Calm it down for me, little woman
Calm it down for me, little woman
And so she rocking it all night, brr
Cool down the place
I said, "Cool down"
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