Story Behind the Song
We tell the story of two deeply in love third-rate hustlers who try to go international with surreal and comical results. The sound is an attempt to put a bit of an "edge" on a World Beat theme. The introduction of a tribal hip-hop break and descending power chords towards the end helped us to achieve this.
Lyrics
WHENA WHENA
Laid you down in
Limbo,Limbo
Left you with the
Mambo, Mambo
Watched you waiting tables in a
Juke-joint in the Congo
Livin' large in
Lagos, Lagos
Pushing up your
Mytho,Mytho
I gotta keep on praying
Even though there is no sign of you
What I give to you...
Loosened up on
Vino,Vino
Spending all your
Pesos, Pesos
Looking back we know we should
have never sent that cargo
Wakin' up so
Achy, Achy
Rollin' out the
Dicey, Dicey
Hopin' that my hustle
Will be enough to keep us in the flow
What I give to you..
Whena Whena the Sun sets
What I give to you...
Whena Whena my Soul flies
Left me with the
Jono, Jono,
Shakin' off the
Colo, Colo
Tried to call your ex
But she was meaner than a shotgun
Chowing down on
Mako, Mako
Livin' rough in
Soho, Soho
The money meant so much more
than we could ever know
Chorus
I givee Rastafari and
I givee Ram Das
Bukoo money for de Kaya
Bukoo money for de sauce
Chummy Chummy wi de Dutchy
Chummy Chummy for de bail
and some
Yummy Yummy lovin' on de sly...
I give to you...
All of this and so much more
CHORUS
Copyright 1997 Solid Blue Publishing (BMI)
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