Jamaican me dangerous

Jamaican Me Dangerous

by Robert Ramage

Intro (spoken over steel drums + low bass)

Island night breathing slow…

Palm trees leaning like they know…

Some fires don’t need gasoline —

Just a look… just a grin…

Verse 1

She walked in with that barefoot glide

Ocean in her hips, trouble in her stride

Coconut skin under neon blue

Every man there forgot what to do

Laughed like thunder wrapped in silk

Voice smooth dark Caribbean milk

Said, “Careful boy, don’t play with flame…”

But she never once said my name

Chorus

Jamaican me reckless, Jamaican me bold

Jamaican me stories ain’t meant to be told

Jamaican me stepping outside the line

Where sugar tastes salty and sin tastes fine

Jamaican me wicked, Jamaican me sweet

Jamaican me weak in the island heat

Jamaican me closer than I should be…

Girl, you ain’t dancing — you’re rewriting me

Verse 2

Rum glass sweating like my hand

Steel drum heartbeat through the band

She slow-wined truth into a lie

Half of me living, half asking why

Said, “Relax mon, feel the breeze,”

While pulling me down to my knees

Not in prayer — don’t twist that wrong —

Just lost in the rhythm of a dangerous song

Verse 3

Moonlight sliding down her spine

Like a lighthouse crossing a warning line

She whispered things too low to quote

But every word still cleared my throat

She says, “You thinking too much tonight,”

While moving like she owned the light

Every “no” got a sideways grin

Every saint got a little sin

Chorus

Jamaican me thirsty, Jamaican me wild

Jamaican me losing my cool and my style

Jamaican me playing a grown man’s game

Where pleasure and trouble answer the same

Jamaican me burning slow like rum

Jamaican me knowing what I’ve become

Jamaican me caught in the chemistry…

Girl, you ain’t teasing — you’re testing me

Verse 4

Sunrise creeping through bamboo

Reality breaking the spell in two

Sand still warm where we both fell

Heaven don’t always kiss and tell

Bartender laughing, “Seen that before —

Paradise knocking on a locked door.”

I paid my tab with a crooked grin…

Some lessons are sweet… some sink in

Bridge (strip it down — bass + percussion only)

Paradise got a double edge

One step sugar, one step ledge

Sweet like mango, sharp like lime

One wrong kiss — and you cross that line

Island breeze don’t testify

It just watches grown men lie

And if loving wrong feels right…

Blame it on the Caribbean night

Final Chorus (bigger, stacked vocals)

Jamaican me dangerous, Jamaican me free

Jamaican me more than I planned to be

Jamaican me laughing at my own fall

Knowing damn well I saw it all

Jamaican me sinner, Jamaican me saint

Jamaican me strong till my willpower faint

Jamaican me caught in the mystery…

Girl, you didn’t dance — you Jamaican’d me

Outro (steel drums fade, spoken)

Island night… don’t need permission…

Some songs don’t need admission…

And if they ask what happened to me…

Just smile and say —

“She Jamaican’d me.”