See, I ain't never chasing around no woman, no more
That girl almost cost me my life
I mean, how could I have known she was another man's wife
Listen to my story
I gotta learn this Yoruba, and speak with it, right away
Because the language barrier is gonna kill me someday
It was sometime in November, was in a party at Ikeja
And, before my eyes, she was standing there, the beautiful Gbemisola
So, I walked a little closer, just to hear what the girl would say
She only spoke in Yoruba, I discovered, to my dismay
Now, we need an interpreter before we coulda get together
Cos I was talking, and she was screaming! And, everybody was watching
Then, she said
Ko so ra, f'obirin sile, ko ma ba ti e lo
O lati ma ni itelorun kpelu nkan tire
Eni ti o ba towobo ina, owo re lo ma so
Ti oko mi ba ka e mo ibi, o le kanrin mo
Then, I brought out some money and beckon to her to have a drink
She smiled mischievously my confidence began to shrink
Then, she grabbed me by the hand, and she dragged me to the dance floor
But, as we danced along to the band, big trouble came in through the door
All of a sudden, five mean-looking guys came crashing on the party scene
They were dangerous-looking, guns and knives they were brandishing
Now, the leader said to me, "That na my wife you are chasing
But, I like your ragamuffin music, that's why I'm giving you this last warning
Then, he said
Ko so ra, f'obirin sile, ko ma ba ti e lo
O lati ma ni itelorun kpelu nkan tire
Eni ti o ba towobo ina, owo re lo ma so
Ti oko e ba ka e mo be, o le kanrin mo
Ko so ra, f'obirin sile, ko ma ba ti e lo
O lati ma ni itelorun kpelu nkan tire
Eni ti o ba towobo ina, owo re lo ma so
Ti oko e ba ka e mo be, o le kanrin mo
Aboy there, Omo na we oh, Musicians
See ehn, I go dis party, I jam dis bambie
She come with escort, Her husband bring army
She carry body, come dey sit by me
Say make I no worry, nobody go ginger me
She I be striker, make I be her team mate
Say, if na bread, she go ready give me Teamate
Her husband look me, eyeball-to-eyeball
Me, I tell my men say, Abobi I go like ball
The man stop me say, "Ogbeni, kilode?!"
Say I wan open im wife, but di key no dey
Ojo don lap us, dem wan arrest me
Me, I don dey fear now! Daniel Wilson, help me
And, I be foreigner, I no dey speak Yoruba
I come dey form fresh, waka like ogoloba
Her husband warn me, say make I no try am
Even though im wife na plane, I no go fly am
Ko so ra, f'obirin sile, ko ma ba ti e lo!
O lati ma ni itelorun kpelu nkan tire
Eni ti o ba towobo ina, owo re lo ma so
Ti oko mi ba ka e mo ibi, o le kanrin mo
Ko so ra, f'obirin sile, ko ma ba ti e lo
O lati ma ni itelorun kpelu nkan tire
Eni ti o ba towobo ina, owo re lo ma so
Ti oko e ba ka e mo be, o le kanrin mo
This is how it ends