I don't go to church on Sunday Don't fall on my knees to pray Don't memorize the Bible I got my own special way I know the Jesus loves me Oh, maybe just a little bit more I fall on my knees on Sunday At Zeldera Lee's candy store
It's got to be a chocolate Jesus He make me feel so good inside It's got to be a chocolate Jesus Keeps me satisfied
I don't want no Anna Zabba I don't want no Almond Joy There're nothing better Suitable for this boy That's the only thing that can pick me up Better than a cup of gold See only a chocolate Jesus Can satisfy my soul
When the weather gets rough and it's whiskey in the shade It's best to wrap your savior up in cellophane He flows like the big muddy dut that's ok Pour him over ice cream for a nice parfait
He flows like the big muddy dut that's ok Pour him over ice cream for a nice parfait
It's got to be a chocolate Jesus Makes me feel so good inside Got to be a chocolate Jesus And keep me satisfied