| Don't go to church on Sunday
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| Don't get on my knees to pray
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| Don't memorize the books of the Bible
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| I got my own special way
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| But I know Jesus loves me
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| Maybe just a little bit more
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| I fall out on my knees every Sunday
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| At Zerelda Lee's candy store
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| Well it's got to be a chocolate Jesus
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| Make me feel good inside
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| Got to be a chocolate Jesus
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| Keep me satisfied
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| Well I don't want no Abba Zabba
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| Don't want no Almond Joy
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| There ain't nothing better
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| Suitable for this girl
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| Well it's the only thing
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| That can pick me up
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| Better than a cup of gold
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| See only a chocolate Jesus
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| Can satisfy my soul
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| When the weather gets rough
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| And it's whiskey in the shade
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| It's best to wrap your savior
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| Up in cellophane
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| He flows like the big muddy
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| But that's ok
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| Pour him over ice cream
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| For a nice parfait
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| Well it's got to be a chocolate Jesus
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| Good enough for me
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| Got to be a chocolate Jesus
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| Good enough for me
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| Well it's got to be a chocolate Jesus
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| Make me feel good inside
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| Got to be a chocolate Jesus
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| Keep me satisfied |