Letras de The Prince

Buster he sold the heat
With a rock steady beat
An earthquake is erupting
But not in our street
A ghost dance is preparing
You got to help us with your feet
If you′re not in the mood to dance
Step back, grab yourself a seat
This may not be uptown Jamaica
But we promise you a treat

Buster blow me over with your poltergeist
Shuffle me off my feet

Even though I keep on running
I'll never get to our street
So I say there′s not much left to say
For the man who set the beat
So I leave it up to you out there
To get him back on his feet

Buster blow me over with your poltergeist
Shuffle me off my feet
Even though I keep on running
I'll never get to our street

Bring back that
Who is that
We want that
Bring back that prince