Dingaling

Why is it so rotten? My people must have forgotten Here in lies your fortune In the shape of a good tune As the Seng Seng come through Straight for the heart, we done told you Only satta vibes Bun ya satellites Blocking out our light Daytime turns to night This is the holy fight This is the holy fight Why is it so rotten? My people must have forgotten Here in lies your fortune In the shape of a good tune As the Seng Seng come through Straight for the heart, we done told you Only satta vibes Bun ya satellites Blocking out our light Daytime turns to night This is the holy fight This is the holy fight You are my African queen The girl of my dreams You take me where I've never been You make my heart go dinga-linga Dinga-linga-linga-ling Dinga-linga-ling Dinga-linga-linga-ling Dinga-linga-ling Dinga-linga-linga-ling Dinga-linga-ling You are my African queen The girl of my dreams You take me where I've never been You make my heart go dinga-linga Dinga-linga-linga-ling Dinga-linga-ling Dinga-linga-linga-ling Dinga-linga-ling Dinga-linga-linga-ling Dinga-linga-ling Why is it so rotten? My people must have forgotten Here in lies your fortune In the shape of a good tune As the Seng Seng come through Straight for the heart, we done told you Only satta vibes Bun ya satellites Blocking out our light Daytime turns to night This is the holy fight This is the holy fight You are my African queen (you are my African queen) You are my African queen (you are my African queen) You are my African queen (you are my African queen) You make my heart go dinga-linga Dinga-linga-linga-ling Dinga-linga-ling Dinga-linga-linga-ling Dinga-linga-ling Dinga-linga-linga-ling Dinga-linga-ling