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When the dancehall jus’ ram, some people call it confinement
But if you’re with your woman or your man, it’s pure excitement
When you see the girls groove, they get right in the mood for loving
And if the weedman in the place, there’s no time for pushing and shoving
You see the dj on the scene, he knows just what you mean about rubbing
And when you’re feeling alright, he’s right out of sight while he’s dubbing
Well the dancehall jus’ ram, so you see we’re dealing with pure niceness
And the music so loud that to shout above it, you’d be left voiceless
The music so right
We could have danced all night
The feeling so nice
Operator play it twice
They have the reggae and soul and the ital vital dub plate riddims
They have revival 45, calypso, soca, and all kind’a riddim
You see the busy barman in the dance, he’s used to dealing under nuff pressure
And after you’ve had your drink, you’re gonna need another refresher
Everybody in the dance just grooving, looking laughing and smiling you see
So if you’re feeling irie little darling come and have a dance over by me
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