You leave home in the morning, you don't come back until night, don't cook me no food, but I swear that you'll treat me right.
You gonna need, you gonna need my help, I said...
Don't have to worry, I got every little thing comin' my way.

You can read out yer Bible, you can pray to the Lord, you can go on to Church, but I swear, it won't do you no good.
You gonna need, you gonna need my help, I said...
Don't have to worry, I got every little thing comin' my way.

You get up in the morning girl, with yer face full of frowns, you know I ask, "What's the matter?" and you say that yer puttin' me down.
You gonna need, you gonna need my help, I said...
Don't have to worry, I got every little thing comin' my way