Well I don't go to church on Sunday   Don't get on my knees to pray   Don't memorize the books of the Bible   I got my own special way   I know Jesus loves me   Maybe just a little bit more   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 good inside   Got to be a chocolate Jesus   Keep me satisfied      Well I don't want no Anna Zabba   Don't want no Almond Joy   There ain't nothing better   Suitable for this boy   Well it'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   But that's ok   Pour him over ice cream   For a nice parfait      Well it's got to be a chocolate Jesus   Good enough for me   Got to be a chocolate Jesus   Good enough for me      Well it's got to be a chocolate Jesus   Make me feel so good inside   Got to be a chocolate Jesus   Keep me satisfied