IN GABON

Has he called you yet?

Is he heaven sent?

How can love be absent?

Is what you share fair and decent?

So the games are on

You have been left on your own

The conclusion is foregone

Where he is you are forgotten.

Maybe he bumped into some cheer lady

And forgotten about you fairlady.

To them he sings the same melody

That makes him part of your body

And up there in Gabon

He must be a big don

Wrapped in colors of our country he sings

Songs of the chipolopolo kings.