I’m waiting for manananggal
On top of the island
I’m waiting for manananggal
On an old balete tree

I have my knife made from brass
She thought that I would hurt her
I was just really waiting for her
For my manananggal

Her lower body likes me
But her head hates me
I caught her by the shoulders
But her upper body flew away

I’m smoking a ciger
Like a Kapre on the tree
I’m looking for my manananggal
lalalalala

I’m looking for my manananggal
On an old balete tree
I’m waiting for manananggal
Like a Kapre on the tree

I’m waiting for manananggal
On top of the island
I’m waiting for manananggal
On an old balete tree

I’m waiting for manananggal
On top of the island
I was just really waiting for her
For my manananggal