Lyrics to The Prince

Buster he sold the heat
with a rocksteady beatAn earthquake is erupting
but not in orange street
a ghost dance is preparing
you got to help us with your feetIf you're not in the mood to dance
step back grab yourself a seat
this may not be uptown Jamaica
but we promise you a treat
CHORUS:
Buster bowl me over
with you bogus dance
shuffle me off my feet
even if i kept on running
i'd never get to orange street
So i say there's not much left to say
for the man who set the beat
so i leave it up to you out there
to get him back on his feetCHORUS x 1Bring back the who is the we want the
Bring back the Prince