Music Video
Murder She Wrote - Chaka Demus and Pliers
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sly Dunbar
Drums
Chaka Demus
Lead Vocals
Robbie Shakespeare
Bass
Brian Gold
Background Vocals
Lloyd "Gitsy" Oliver Willis
Guitar
Pliers
Lead Vocals
Robbie Lyn
Keyboards
Tony Gold
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Everton Bonner
Songwriter
John Taylor
Songwriter
Lloyd "Gitsy" Oliver Willis
Songwriter
Sly Dunbar
Songwriter
Robbie Shakespeare
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sly & Robbie
Producer
Farrell Trish
Co-Producer
Chester Walker
Engineer
Colin "Bulby" York
Engineer
Jason Lee
Producer
Junior Edwards
Engineer
Lloyd "Gitsy" Oliver Willis
Associate Producer
Lynford “Fatta” Marshall
Engineer
Mervyn Williams
Engineer
Oneil Thompson
Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Now, this one dedicated to the girls them with the angel face and the devil heart
You know say Ragamuffin Chaka Demus and youth called Pliers
Come to deal with the case
Step up my youth, hear this!
[Chorus]
I know this little girl, her name is Maxine
Her beauty is like a bunch of rose
Don't ya know
If I ever tell you about Maxine
You only say I don't know what I know, but
Murder she wrote
For real, for real
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
[Verse 1]
Watch ya now, it name
Ah, pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka, follow me!
Ah, pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka
Say, gyal you're pretty, your face, it pretty
But your character dirty
Girl, you just act too flirty-flirty
You run to Tom, Dick, and also Harry
And when you find your mistake
You talk 'bout you're sorry, sorry, sorry, come now!
[Verse 2]
Have her cruise the corner where she jooks and where she jam
She know about Lou, Crack and every money man
Make love with a coolie, Chinese, white man and Indian
The wickedest kind a girl that Mr. Pliers buk upon
[Chorus]
I know you heard about this girl, her name is Maxine
Her beauty's like a bunch of rose
And if I ever tell you about Maxine
You only say I don't know what I know, but
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
Na-na-na
Murder she wrote
[Verse 3]
Watch here now, standstill
You nah pay me light bill
If you test the ragamuffin, girl, ya gwan get killed
Girl, keep 'way, 'cause you ah crebbie-crebbie
And the lyrics weh me talk, a it mi DJ
Girl, come out, because you nah shack out
And when you hear the Ragamuffin
You haffi jump and shout
Nuh touch me gate
You nah pay my water rate
Because great is great, great can't underrate, follow me!
[Verse 4]
Your pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka, follow me!
Your pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka
Say, gyal you're pretty, your face, it pretty
But your character dirty
Girl, you just act too flirty-flirty
You run to Tom, Dick, and also Harry
And when you find your mistake
You talk 'bout you're sorry, sorry, sorry
[Verse 5]
Now, every middle of the year this girl go have abortion
For the coolie, white man, Indian, no seeking an infant
And just the other day, me see her six months pregnant
Now, she up an switch her girl with another baby in a pram
[Chorus]
Well, you heard about this girl, her name is Maxine
Her beauty is like a bunch of rose
And if I ever tell you about Maxine
You only say I don't know what I know, but
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
Na-na-na
Murder she wrote
[Verse 6]
Excuse me!
Girl, me never know you so you stray
Ragamuffin Chaka Demus come fi flash it same way
Whoa, follow me!
Your pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka, follow me!
Your pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka
Say, gyal you're pretty, your face, it pretty
But your character dirty
Girl, you just act too flirty-flirty
You run to Tom, Dick, and also Harry
And when you find your mistake
You talk 'bout you're sorry, sorry, sorry
[Verse 7]
The girl a pose an' a brag how she look sexy
All she worship is pure vanity
The girl a pose an' a brag how she a look ready
When she wash her clothes, it dirty
Girl, you no ready if you can't cook for me
Girl, you no ready if you can't wash for me
Girl, you no ready if you know you're flirty-flirty, follow me!
[Bridge]
Your pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka
Murder she wrote
Your pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka
Murder she wrote
So stand still
Murder she wrote
You no pay me light bill
Na-na-na
An if you tes di ragamuffin
Murder she wrote
Gal, ya gwan get kill
Gal, keep 'way
'Cause you ah crebbie-crebbie
And the limits to me talk of if me DJ
Girl, come out, because you nah shack out
Now, when you hear the ragamuffin
You haffi jump and shout
Now, touch me gate
You now pay my water rate
Because great is great, great can't underrate, come down
[Outro]
I know you heard about this girl, her name is Maxine
Her beauty is like a bunch of rose
But If I ever tell you about Maxine
You only say I don't know what I know
Written by: Everton Bonner, John Taylor, Lloyd "Gitsy" Oliver Willis, Sly Dunbar
