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MISS
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Roses are red, violets are blue
Believe me, I love you
Let’s not be apart
'Cause you're the rose of my heart
And a-sweet rose, you are my queen
You're my Miss Jamaica
My Miss Jamaica
You're my Miss Jamaica
I'm crowning you myself
Although you may not have such a fabulous
shape
To suit the rest of the world
But you do suit me and that's all I
want to know
I need not know nothing more
You're my Miss Jamaica
My Miss Jamaica
You're my Miss Jamaica
I'm crowning you myself
Although you may not have such a fabulous
shape
To suit the rest of the world
But you do suit me and that's all I
want to know
I need not know nothing more
You're my Miss Jamaica
My Miss Jamaica
You're my Miss Jamaica
I'm crowning you myself
'Cause you're my Miss Jamaica
Miss Jamaica
Miss Jamaica...
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