Who Could It Be

I told my baby 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

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 tranquility

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

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