Top Ten - Gregory Isaacs

Please don’t hurt her though she once threw an arrow in my heart

Though she isn’t in my top ten, still she is on my chart

The way her love bring sweet, sweet memory

Maybe it’s the beginning of her misery

Because I don’t care whose school she’s been you see, she still taking lesson

from me

Though she isn’t in my top ten, still she is on my chart

Sitting in the back bench, still she’s a student of my class

The way she love brings sweet, sweet memory

Maybe it’s the beginning of her misery

Because I don’t care whose school she’s been you see, she still taking lessons

from me

No joke about it

Though she isn’t in my top ten, still she is on my chart

Sitting in the back bench, still she’s a student of my class

The way she love brings sweet, sweet memory

Maybe it’s the beginning of her misery

Because I don’t care whose school she’s been you see, she still taking lessons

from me

No joke about it