No, Doctor, No! [Song]

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NO, DOCTOR NO!
By Mighty Sparrow

Listen, listen carefully
I am a man does never be sorry
I say, Listen, listen carefully
Sparrow is a man does never be sorry
But I went and vote for some council men
They have me now in the pen
After promising so much tender care
They forget me as they walk out of Woodford Square.

Chorus:
Because they raise up on the taxi fare [No, Doctor, no!]
Ey! And they have the blasted milk so dear [No, Doctor, no!]
I want them to remember we support them in September
They better come good [Good, good]
Because I have a big piece of mango wood.

Well people, plenty people sorry
Sorry they throw down Big Belly
But not me, I sticking my pressure
When I can't buy milk, I use sugar and water
Support local industries, they done declare
They mean Vat 19 rum and Carib beer
They way how they forcing we to drink Vat
It look as if they want to kill we in smart.

Oh Lord! They raise up on the taxi fare [No, Doctor, no!]
And why the blasted milk so dear? [No, Doctor, no!]
I want you to remember we support you in September
You better come good [Good, good]
I still have the big piece of mango wood.

Ey! I only hope they understand
I am only a calypsonian
What I say may be very small
But I know that poor people ent pleased at all.
We are looking for a betterment,
That is why we choose a new government.
But they raise on the food before we could talk,
And they raise taxi fare so we bound to walk.

But still I don't want them to catch cold sweat [No, Doctor, no!]
Because this mango wood talk is not a threat [No, Doctor, no!]
But still they must remember we support them in September
They better come good [Good, good]
I have no intention of throwing down my mango wood.

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance!
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