The Taste Of The Pudding

Well they see me with me woman walking the street
 They watching me and grinding their teeth
 They don't know why I love her so
 Oh no, I know they don't know
 Well they find that the woman too damn ugly
 And they feel to theirselves I mamaguying she
 They don't know why I love her so
 Oh no, no, I know they don't know
 The taste of the pudding is in the eating
 I said the taste of the pudding is in the eating
 I don't mind she look like a smoked herring
 She really got the pudding
 Sometimes we fête in Los Iros
 And sometimes we fête in San Fernando
 They don't know why I love her so
 Oh no, I know they don't know
 I had to send she back to Caracas
 Because I catch she with a man in Maracas
 They don't know why I love her so
 Oh no, I know they don't know
 The taste of the pudding is in the eating
 I said the taste of the pudding is in the eating
 I don't mind she look like a smoked herring
 She really got the pudding
 Anytime you see me whether day or night
 She always with me, she never out of sight
 They don't know why I love her so
 Oh no, I know they don't know
 People say she have me stupidy
 She horning me and I can't see
 They don't know why I love her so
 Oh no, I know they don't know
 The taste of the pudding is in the eating
 I said the taste of the pudding is in the eating
 I don't mind she foot like a pelican
 She really got the pudding
 If she dress in blue, I dress in blue
 And if she dress in black, I don black right through
 They don't know why I love her so
 Oh no, no, I know they don't know
 If she put on clothes, I put on too
 If she take off, well I take off too
 They don't know why I love her so
 Oh no, I know they don't know
 The taste of the pudding is in the eating
 I said the taste of the pudding is in the eating
 I don't mind she look like a smoked herring
 She really got the pudding