The politics of nations got me down
Seems like worldly things have come between us now
I'll get to you somehow
Geography and policy have run me out of town
But I've got the will and if there's a way
Omobolasire, I really wanta see ya Omobolasire, hang on because I'm on my way
From the heart of Africa
She is my lover Princess of Nigeria
Like no other
I was delirious
Like an oasis that I found
Ya that sun was beating down
Lady mysterious
And then she smiled
And then she came
And when she spoke
She told me her name Omobolasire, I really wanta see ya
Omobolasire, hang on because I'm on my way Short cut through Lagos
Through the market place together
Was getting serious
I could have stayed that way forever As fate dictated I had to go back home to London
My heart vibrated
Cause I knew I had to get to you
Desperate to see ya Then came that sad day
But they would not let me through
A flight from Heathrow back to Lagos
And everyday my letters will sayWhat can I do?
'Cept write to you.
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