Lyrics:

You making youself a pappy show Melda, you making youself a bloody clown
Up and down the country looking for Obeah, and your perspiration smell so strong, well...
Girl you only wasting time, Obeah Wedding Bell's don't Chime
And you can't trap me with necromancy

Melda oh you making wedding plan, carrying me name to Obeah man
All you do can't get through, I still ain't go 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 your face, well...
Nastyness gone 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 go marry to you

If you really want a wedding ring Melda, there are many other way's and means
Like scrubbing your teeth and bathing regular, soap and water keeps you fresh and clean Yes......
Dress up in the latest style, always wear a charming smile
Some koonoomoonoo bound to say I do

Melda Oh you making wedding plan, carrying me name to Obeah man
All you do can't get through, I still ain't go marry to you

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, well....
You don't seem to understand, Obeah can't upset my plan
For Papa Nisar 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 go marry to you