Strumming my pain with his fingersSinging my life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songKilling me softly with his songTelling my whole life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songYo, this is Wyclef, Refugee CampFrieswell, Little BassSitting up here on the bassWhile I'm on this road, I got my girl ElleOne time, one timeHey yo Elle, you know you got the lyricsI heard he sang a good songI heard he had a styleAnd so I came to see himAnd listen for a whileAnd there he was, this young boyStranger to my eyesStrumming my pain with his fingersSinging my life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songKilling me softly with his songTelling my whole life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songI felt all flushed with feverEmbarrassed by the crowdI felt he found my lettersAnd read each one out loudI prayed that he would finishBut he just kept right onStrumming my pain with his fingersSinging my life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songKilling me softly with his songTelling my whole life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songYo Elle, take me to the bridgeI said whoa, whoaLa la la la la laWhoa, laWhoa, laLaStrumming my pain with his fingersYes, he was singing my life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songsKilling me softly with his songsTelling my whole life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songsStrumming my painPut your hands together for El Boogie from the Refugee CampYou know how we do itY-Clap, Y-SwagMy man Lil BassJerry one timeThis is how we areRefugee CampRefugee CampYeahEverybody got a breaking point kidAnd they a rat on youThe family niggas a rat on youThat's why we gotta be prepared to take whoever out we need