Jonathan Mbabwe was a Lookee Lookee Man,,
He used to work the promenade all day.
Selling his sunglasses by Dior and by Ray-ban,
And Rolex watches brought in from Taipei.
If quality was guaranteed, he wasn’t quite a purist,
His goods’ authentication was suspect,
But he made an honest living off the unsuspecting tourist,
For which you really had to be hard-necked.
He was hard, he was a black belt, he was judo seventh Dan,
No-one ever kicked him up the jacksie,
Yes, Jonathan Mbabwe was a lucky, lucky man,
Until he got run over by a taxi.
He used to work the promenade all day.
Selling his sunglasses by Dior and by Ray-ban,
And Rolex watches brought in from Taipei.
If quality was guaranteed, he wasn’t quite a purist,
His goods’ authentication was suspect,
But he made an honest living off the unsuspecting tourist,
For which you really had to be hard-necked.
He was hard, he was a black belt, he was judo seventh Dan,
No-one ever kicked him up the jacksie,
Yes, Jonathan Mbabwe was a lucky, lucky man,
Until he got run over by a taxi.
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