It's been long I enjoyed my favourite
Long I took of it a bite
Never seen it prepared in this place
One more day without it, I can't face

I love Amala
And obe ila
I joke with it not
Especially when it's hot

A plate of amala
Makes me sing la...la...la...la...la
It makes me feel like Mr. President
Nothing can equal its' nourishment

Call for a celebration
And you want me to honour your invitation
Invite me to your get-together
And you want me accept you offer
Then have my favourite on your list
And I shall be present at your feast

I love Amala
And obe ila
Know how to prepare it
And you will meet
And surpass the qualities I require
To be my heart desire