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I know a land far far away,
Where their English isn't the same,
Some may think to call it lame,
But i like to speak like this all day.
As i dey waka dey go Oshodi,
Dey go, dey form new melody,
I come bump into one Okpeke,
As she dey climb out of Keke.
If you wan sabi how fine she be,
Add beautiful plus jara,
I talk say she must come home with me,
Because i find out say her name na Clara.
Let me tell you something, there's something you don't know,
Prince of Broken, na me, I don show,
You never go Mama Put chop bread and tea,
So make you no hate if you no say you no carry pass me.
