(Oya, ehen...)
Sara baby, my custom-made
You do me well, no dulling
When there is no kobo for my pocket, you dey hold me tight
You no dey look another man, you say I be your right
Omo, this love is sweet pass honey, no gobe at all
With you, my life don soft, I stand tall
Saratu, my tomato jos, you ginger my soul!
Sara baby, na you I want, you make me whole!
No wahala can touch us, on God, na you I choose
With you by my side, I can never lose
(Ah-ah, e choke!)
Other girls dey do high-maintenance, dey find the soft life
But you stay with me for corner, my future wife
Your smile na gbedu, e dey sweeten my chest
Among all the baddies, na my Sara be the best
Saratu, my tomato jos, you ginger my soul!
Sara baby, na you I want, you make me whole!
No wahala can touch us, on God, na you I choose
With you by my side, I can never lose
My Saratu...
Sara baby o
Forever and a day, no dulling
(Oya, ehen!)