Hello, my name is Hisham Fageeh. I'm an artist and social activist. I don't really listen to music, but while studying in the US I heard this song by this Jamaican guy that really caught my attention. I decided to do my own rendition with lyrics relevant to my culture, but without musical instruments. And now, with the help of some of my talented friends, I sing.
No woman, no drive
No woman, no drive
No woman, no drive
No woman, no drive
Say, say
Say I remember when you used to sit
In the family car, but backseat
Ova, ovaries all safe and well
So you can make lots and lots of babies
Good friends we had and good friends we lost
On the highway
In this bright future
You can't forget your past
So put your car key away
No woman, no drive
No woman, no drive
Hey, little sister, don't touch that wheel
No woman, no drive
I remember when you used to sit
In the family car, but backseat
Of course the driver can take you everywhere
Because the queens don't driiiiive
But you can cook for me my dinner
Of which I'd share with you
Your feet is your only carriage
But only inside the house
- And when I say it I mean it
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
No woman, no drive
No woman, no woman no drive
Hey, little sister, don't touch that wheel
No woman, no drive.
No woman, no drive
No woman, no drive
No woman, no drive
No woman, no drive
Say, say
Say I remember when you used to sit
In the family car, but backseat
Ova, ovaries all safe and well
So you can make lots and lots of babies
Good friends we had and good friends we lost
On the highway
In this bright future
You can't forget your past
So put your car key away
No woman, no drive
No woman, no drive
Hey, little sister, don't touch that wheel
No woman, no drive
I remember when you used to sit
In the family car, but backseat
Of course the driver can take you everywhere
Because the queens don't driiiiive
But you can cook for me my dinner
Of which I'd share with you
Your feet is your only carriage
But only inside the house
- And when I say it I mean it
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
No woman, no drive
No woman, no woman no drive
Hey, little sister, don't touch that wheel
No woman, no drive.
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