Obeah Wedding

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

Well, girl, you only wasting your time

Obeah wedding bells don't chime

And you can't trap me

With necromancy, ha-ha

Melda, oh, you making wedding plans

Carrying me name to Obeah, man

All you do, can't get through

I still ain't going marry to you

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

Well, nastiness going cause your death

Girl, no man can stand your breath

You too damn nasty, get away from me

Melda, oh, you making wedding plan

Carrying me name to Obeah, man

All you do, can't get through

I still ain't going marry to you, mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm

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, fight

Till you using Obeah man for priest

You don't seem to understand

Obeah, can't upset my plan

For Papa Niser

The Obeah man is me Grandfather

Melda, oh, you making wedding plan

Carrying me name to Obeah, man

All you do, can't get through

I still ain't going marry to you