Jackie - Yves Tumor

Hey little Jackie

When you wake up

Do you think of me?

I said: hey, Jackie baby

When you rest your mind

Do you think of me?

These days have been tragic

I ain’t sleeping

Refuse to eat a thing

I can’t tell you what happened

I ain’t sleeping

I ain’t eating

Old flame

We were torn apart right by the slit, baby

Old flame

We were torn apart right by the slit, oh

I said: hey little Jackie

When you wake up

Do you think of me?

I said: hey, Jackie baby

When you rest your mind

Do you think of me?