How could you say, I'm not speaking the truth?
Come here, girl, pickney gal, come here
Look 'pon your face, it favor turn cornmeal
Come here, come here, girl, pickney gal, come here
Where you think you're running to?
Look 'pon your gut, it favor spoilt jack fruit
I said to come here, girl, pickney gal, come here
Come here, pickney gal, come here
How could you say that I'm not real?
I said, "Come, come, come here babe, pickney gal, come here"
Look 'pon your gut, it favor spoilt jack fruit
How could you say, I'm not speaking the truth?
I said, "Come, come, come here, girl, pickney gal, come here"
Where you think you're running to?
Come here, pickney gal, come here
I said to come, come, come here, pickney gal, come here
Where you think you're running to?
How could you say that I'm not real?
Where you think you're running to?
Look 'pon your face, it favor turn cornmeal
Where you think you're running to?
Come here, gal, pickney gal, come here