You making yourself a pappy show Melda You making yourself a bloody clown Up and down the country looking for Obeah And you perspiration smell so strong Girl you only wasting time Obeah wedding bells don't chime And you can't trap me With necromancy Melda oh, you making wedding plans Carrying me name to Obeah man All you do can't get through I still ain't goin' marry to you The amount of incense that you burn at night Lard and garlic stinking up me place So much different color candles that you light Rubbing red lavender in you face Nastiness go cause your death Girl no man can stand your breath You too damn nasty get away from me If you really want a wedding ring Melda There are many other ways and means Like scrubbing your teeth and bathing regular Soap and water keeps you fresh and clean Dress up in the latest style Always wear a charming smile Some koo-noo-mooloo bound to say I do Look how many nights we hug up tight, tight, tight All we ever know was love and peace Now every minute is only fight, fight, fight Till you using Obeah man for priest You don't seem to understand Obeah can't upset my plan For Papa Niser Is me Grandfather