| You making youself a pappy show Melda, you making youself a bloody clown
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| Up and down the country looking for Obeah, and your perspiration smell so
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| strong, well…
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| Girl you only wasting time, Obeah Wedding Bell’s don’t Chime
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| And you can’t trap me with necromancy
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| Melda oh you making wedding plan, carrying me name to Obeah man
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| All you do can’t get through, I still ain’t go marry to you
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| The amount of incense that you burn at night, Lard and Garlic stinking up me
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| place
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| So much different color candles that you light, rubbing red lavender in your
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| face, well…
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| Nastyness gone cause your death, girl no man can stand your breath
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| You too damn nasty, get away from me
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| Melda Oh you making wedding plan, carrying me name to Obeah man
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| All you do can’t get through, I still ain’t go marry to you
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| If you really want a wedding ring Melda, there are many other way’s and means
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| Like scrubbing your teeth and bathing regular, soap and water keeps you fresh
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| and clean Yes…
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| Dress up in the latest style, always wear a charming smile
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| Some koonoomoonoo bound to say I do
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| Melda Oh you making wedding plan, carrying me name to Obeah man
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| All you do can’t get through, I still ain’t go marry to you
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| Look how many nights we hug up tight tight tight, all we ever know was love
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| and peace Now every minute is only fight fight fight, till you using Obeah man
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| for priest, well…
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| You don’t seem to understand, Obeah can’t upset my plan
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| For Papa Nisar is me grandfather
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| Melda Oh you making wedding plan, carrying me name to Obeah man
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| All you do can’t get through, I still ain’t go marry to you |