Tamara is on the bus
Her ego in such a fuss
The shizzle, the love affair
The maker, the taker
Jamaica never before
Emotions crowd through the door
They're floating up from far to come
The papers, movers, shakers
So far from efficacious
A field of miles to come
Seems nothing like the notions
Of here tomorrow runs free
Tamara is on the bus
Her ego is at a loss
The break up a metaphor
The maker, the taker.