Welcome back to another #MusicMonday! It’s not about books, but about music, and I’m looking forward to presenting you with a taste of my playlist. It’s the brainchild of Drew from The Tattooed Book Geek, but my inspiration comes from the lovely Claire from A Knight’s Reads. Every Monday, I’ll be choosing a song to share with you. The Spotify playlist is here and it will be updated as I go along.

Last Monday, I went to see James B Partridge for his Primary School Bangers tour. Whilst we did sing a lot of the assembly hymns from my childhood, he also took us back to the time of the school disco and Now 48, so there was a hearty singalong of this track which I remember very well from my teen years!

Shaggy: It Wasn’t Me

No way
No way (wasn’t me)
Baby, no way

Alright
Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creepin’ with the girl next door
Picture this, we were both butt naked
Bangin’ on the bathroom floor
How could I forget that I had given her an extra key?
All this time she was standin’ there
She never took her eyes off me

How you fi give the woman access to your villa?
Trespasser and a witness, all the hacklin’ a yuh pillow
You better watch your back before she turn into a killa
Best review the situation that you caught up inna
To be a true player, you haffi know how fi play
If she say, “A night, ” convince her seh a day
Never admit to a word weh she say
And if she claim a you, tell her, “Baby, no way”

No way
No way
Baby, no way

But she caught me on the counter
Saw me bangin’ on the sofa (wasn’t me)
I even had her in the shower
She even caught me on camera (wasn’t me)
Saw the marks on my shoulder
Heard the words that I told her (wasn’t me)
Heard the screams gettin’ louder
She stayed until it was over (wasn’t me)
(Over)

Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creepin’ with the girl next door
Picture this, we were both butt naked
Bangin’ on the bathroom floor
How could I forget that I had given her an extra key?
All this time she was standin’ there
She never took her eyes off me

Mek she know seh that she really n’ave no right fi vex
A never you she see a make the gigolo flex
A s’maddy else weh favor you inna di complex
Seein’ is believin’, so you better change your specs
You know she a go bring a wuleap a things up from the past
All the likkle evidence, you betta know fi mask
Quick ‘pon yuh answer, know how fi talk
But if she pack a gun, you betta run fast

But she caught me on the counter
Saw me bangin’ on the sofa (wasn’t me)
I even had her in the shower
She even caught me on camera (wasn’t me)
Saw the marks on my shoulder
Heard the words that I told her (wasn’t me)
Heard the scream gettin’ louder
Stayed until it was over (wasn’t me)
(Over)

I’m gonna tell her that I’m sorry for the pain that I’ve caused
I’ve been listenin’ to your reasonin’, it makes no sense at all
I need to tell her that I’m sorry for the pain that I’ve caused
You may think that you’re a player, but you’re completely lost

Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creepin’ with the girl next door (wasn’t me)
Picture this, we were both butt naked
Bangin’ on the bathroom floor
How could I forget that I had given her an extra key?
All this time she was standin’ there
She never took her eyes off me (wasn’t me)
(Over)
(Over)

Wasn’t me

Songwriters: Brian M. Michael Thompson / Charles Miller / Harold Brown / Howard E. Scott / Lee Oskar / LeRoy L. Jordan / Morris Dewayne Dickerson / Orville Burrell / Richard Ducent / Shaun Pizzonia / Sylvester Allen

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Until next time!