I told my baby not to wake me, yeah,
Not even for a cup of tea, yeah.
Who could it be now?
Who could it be now?
Who could it be now?
Knocking on the Rastaman's door?
Who could it be now?
Who could it be now?
Who could it be now?
Knocking on the Rastaman's door?
I've got to get myself away,
And find me a place where I'll be free.
City life is getting me down,
Even when I sleep I'm wearing a frown.
It couldn't be the landlord,
Could it be my baby?
I told her not to wake me,
Not even for a cup of tea.
Who could it be now?
Who could it be now?
Who could it be now?
Knocking on the Rastaman's door?
Who could it be now?
Who could it be now?
Who could it be now?
Knocking on the Rastaman's door?
I'm in deep meditation,
Trying to find myself.
Don't need no provocation,
It's a minute after twelve.
Now who dares to disturb,
My tranquillity,
When I'm meditating on the Almighty.
Who could it be now?
Who could it be now?
Who could it be now?
Knocking on the Rastaman's door?
Who could it be now?
Who could it be now?
Who could it be now?
Knocking on the Rastaman's door?
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