Flying Tigers - Little Bemba Lyrics

When Little Bemba licks those lips
She'll launch at least a thousand ships
And when she swings those hips aside
You will find that there is no place to hide
What do the men all see in her
What is it that they all prefer
Must be something I don't possess
I do not see it I confess

Bored and
Tired and
Casts them aside
She drives
Them all
To suicide

When Little Bemba whispers low
A rumor starts to grow and grow
Doesn't matter if it's true
Maybe it's about me and maybe it's about you
Soon it gets all over town
It'll take a year to live down
But her gossip never will end
Cause she will do it again

Talk and
Hype and
Supposition
She makes
Me wish
I had a gun

When Little Bemba comes to play
She might just take your boy away
You'll see him drooling like a dope
Cause he has lost his mind and there is no hope
She will beguile him with her charms
And in no time he's in her arms
And you're left asking yourself when
You'll ever see that boy again

Tall and
Tanned and
Shines like a star
I want
To see her
Hit by a car