Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shabba Ranks
Vocals
Chevelle Franklyn
Background Vocals
Brian Gold
Background Vocals
Tony Gold
Background Vocals
Eric Kupper
Piano
Tony Anderson
Bass
Mikey Spence
Drums
Courtland White
Guitar
Nigel Staff
Keyboards
Leroy Romans
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rexton Gordon
Songwriter
Hopeton Lindo
Songwriter
Michael Bennett
Songwriter
Mikey Bennett
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Morales
Producer
Mikey Bennett
Producer
Hugo Dwyer
Mixing Engineer
Delroy Phillips
Executive Producer
Joseph M. Palmaccio
Mastering Engineer
C. Dillon
Executive Producer
Snakie
Engineer
Soljie
Engineer
Syl
Engineer
Vivian Scott-Chew
Executive Producer
Lyrics
Mr Loverman (Shabba)
Mr Loverman (Shabba)
Mr Loverman (Shabba)
Mr Loverman
I did know a girl
Well, if a loving you looking for you buck upon the right man
A love you hunting for you buck upon the right man
Well, if a loving you looking for you buck upon the right man
A love you hunting for you buck upon the right man
A woman take a trip, she's coming from England
To satisfy her soul you know that she wants a man Poof
It's Shabba Ranks, she's buck upon
A going make you explode just like a bomb
Every hour, every minute man, every second
Them call me Mr Loverman, they call me Mr lover
I'm not gonna take it easy
You won't get away tonight
The vibe that's flowing through me
Makes me feel alright
(Huh)
You keep say you full up of action
Now is the chance to show me your motion
(Hey, hey)
I've waited so long
You'd better come on strong
Mr Loverman, thrill me with it
Mr Loverman (Shabba)
Mr Loverman (Shabba)
I can't wait
Waiting for what?
You have it in a your mind fi come thrill me wid it
A going lay down and make you thrill me wid it
Because thrilling that is my favourite habit
And when me lay down you know me nah run from it
They call me Mr Loverman, they call me Mr Lover
Mr Loverman, they call me Mr Lover
Them call me Mr Loverman, they call me Mr Lover
A woman take a trip, she's coming from England
To satisfy her soul you know that she wants a man, boops
Is Shabba Ranks, can you buck upon
A going make you explode just like a bomb
Every hour, every minute man, every second
They call me Mr Loverman, they call me Mr Lover
Champion lover, no ease up tonight, no
Champion lover, gonna make you feel alright, woah
Champion lover, no ease up tonight
Mr Loverman, put your loving where your mouth is
But is a loving me want i know loving me want to get
You never's experienced this a love yet
For Mr Lover make you work up a sweat
And ina a dis a loving nah go live and fret
As I love you from your toe, go straight to you
They call me Mr Loverman, they call me Mr Lover
Mr Loverman, they call me Mr Lover
A goin' tell the world them call me Mr Loverman
Is fi me love the girls dem depending on
Caroline, she belong to another man
They call me Mr Loverman, they call me Mr Lover
Mr Loverman, thril me with it
Mr Loverman, kill me with it
Mr Loverman (Shabba)
Mr Loverman (Shabba)
Mr Loverman (Shabba)
Mr Loverman (Shabba)
Mr Loverman
(Shabba, Shabba Shabba)
(Shabba, Shabba Shabba)
(Shabba, Shabba Shabba)
(Shabba, Shabba Shabba)
Every hour, every minute man
Every hour, every minute man
Every hour, every minute man, every second
Them call me Mr Loverman, they call me Mr lover
Mr Loverman, they call me Mr lover
Them call me Mr Loverman, they call me Mr lover
Mr Loverman (Shabba)
Mr Loverman (Shabba)
Mr Loverman (Shabba)
Mr Loverman (Shabba)
Mr Loverman (Shabba)
Mr Loverman (Shabba)
Mr Loverman (Shabba)
Mr Loverman (Shabba)
(Shabba, Shabba Shabba)
(Shabba, Shabba Shabba)
(Shabba, Shabba Shabba)
(Shabba, Shabba Shabba)
Shabba, Shabba Shabba)
Writer(s): Michael Anthony Bennett, Rexton Gordon, Hopeton Lindo
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