Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Wangkaja
Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Wangkaja


I've been walking around Mud Creek way
I've been looking around for that Wangkaja
I've been searching high I've been searching low

Coz when the king tide comes
You only catch it when the tide drops low


Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Wangkaja
Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Wangkaja


You can see that little boy
Creeping watching under the sun
And you can that Wangkaja

Peeping sleeping
Under the rock as the tide drops low


Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Wangkaja
Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Wangkaja


Wangkaja Wangkaja Wangkaja