rickedie crique rickedie crack,
the old mahogany bed in the shack.
rickedie crique rickedie crack,
she was my love,
but l'm still hung on crack...
rickedie crique rickedie crack,
lost my senses when she turned out the lights,
rickedie crique rickedie crack,
I'm in love so what you think of that...
Written by Maharaj Gitau Bernard
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