Morocco

[Verse 1] Walking down the market streets in Morocco When an old man came up to me He said 'Rasta, come here, have a look what I got Have a look yeah, cause looking is free' I say 'Thanks but no thanks, didn't bring that much money I'm gonna save it for the things that I need' And he looks me up and down and he says with a smile He says, 'Rasta, do you wanna buy some weed?' [Chorus] He said, 'Rasta do you wanna go fly in the sky Rasta don't you want to get high? And watch all your worries and your troubles pass you by Rasta don't you want to fly' Hey hey hey, ya Hey hey hey ya Hey hey, hey Hey hey hey, ya Hey hey hey ya Hey hey, hey [Verse 2] Jamming with the clan we were a traveling band Playing in Marrakech park just after 3am A little boy across the street came over to listen And he asked us if he could play He was eight years old with no home for his younger brothers And he could play the drums better than me He was high as a kite from sniffing glue all night And as I wondered if he'd make it to sixteen he asked me [Chorus] Shelley do you wanna go fly in the sky Shelley don't you want to get high? And watch all your worries and your troubles pass you by Shelley don't you want to fly Hey hey hey, ya Hey hey hey ya Hey hey, hey Hey hey hey, ya Hey hey hey ya Hey hey, hey [Verse 3] Running through the streets at night I was approached by a guy Who held out his palm to me And my money was in my pocket but my sex was in the air And I knew he thought he was giving me a real good fright As I turned around to leave through his toothless grin he whispered 'Rasta, I'm gonna love you tonight!' [Chorus] He said, 'Rasta do you wanna go fly in the sky Rasta don't you want to get high? And watch all your worries and your troubles pass you by Rasta don't you want to; don't you want to Shelley do you wanna go fly in the sky Shelley don't you want to get high? And watch all your worries and your troubles pass you by Shelley don't you want to fly Hey hey hey, ya Hey hey hey ya Yea, hey yay yay, hey ya (Scat)