| 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 |