The G.T. Express will periodically reveal some "tricks of the trade", beginning with the answer to one of the most confusing and frustrating lyrics ever composed --
The actual correct lyrics to "Louie, Louie"
A fine little girl, she wait for me,
Me catch the ship across the sea,
I sailed the ship all alone,
I never think I'll make it home.
Three nights and days we sailed the sea,
Me think of girl constantly,
On the ship, I dream she there,
I smell the rose in her hair.
Me see Jamaica moon above,
It won't be long me see my love,
Me take her in my arms and then,
I tell her I never leave again.
Note: Despite popular belief, the Jamaica referred to in this song is NOT the infamous Long Island Railroad hub.
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