So doctor tell me please why am so frail as of late.
I cant keep my food down in fact  I dont even want to eat.
My mother cooks my favorite when I go over.
She sees me wasting away.

"Boy what you doing to yourself" she says.
You looking sickly. You sleep O.K.

Every-ting  Irie  Ma I heard mi-self say.

"If I nevah know betta I would say you love struck".

"But you too old fi puppy love I more than sure"

So tell me son why you looking so weak.

Ma I got a love Jones for Little Angelique.

Small ax fall big tree the old folks say.

Five feet two.
Got hooks in you.

Weak in the knees when she looks at me.
Just a matter of time.
Just a matter of time.

Angelique. Baby.