I don't go to church on Sunday
I don't get down on my knees to pray
I don't memorize the books of the Bible
Cause’ I got my own special way
See I know Jesus loves me
I have to say
Maybe just a little bit more
Cause’ I fall down on my knees every Sunday
At Zerelda Lee's candy store
Well it's got to be a chocolate Jesus
Make me feel so good inside
Cause’ it’s got to be a chocolate Jesus
Keep me satisfied
I don't want no Anna Zabba
And I don't want no Almond Joy
Cause’there ain't nothing that is better
That could get suitable for this boy
Well it's the only thing
That can pick me up
I say it’s better than a cup of gold
I say only a chocolate Jesus
Can ever 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
But that's ok
Pour him over ice cream
For a nice parfait
It's got to be a chocolate Jesus
Make me feel good inside
It’s just got to be a chocolate Jesus
Keep me satisfied
