But, you always hide yourself on the ‘Bond Street’.
You are the Doctor’s Darling and,
I am in the dancehall looking for you;
And it is like Shabba Ranks in Amsterdam.
Mine oh mine!
I’m now walking with an Empress;
For i am the real winner of her heart and,
She is the Doctor’s Darling.
Stick on my heart and stick on my roots,
For i am tough enough to lead you on;
And like the ace of base in the windy city,
I will be waiting for you in the dancehall.
This is a new chapter of love and,
I am like the echoes of the people around you;
but i hope that it will rain soon,
For my lover is still outside there alone.
How long will it take to talk to you about love?
And about the things to remember on the lovers lane;
For i am in the mood for love and,
She is always with the Doctor for medication.