Hey sweet mama Baby don't you go too far I love the way you love me An' I love the way you comb your hair An' I love the way you love me baby Love the way you comb your hair If it was left up to me babe You would never get to go nowhere I wanna know

Run to his arms the moment he comes home to you Hey, little girl, comb your hair, fix your make-up Soon he will open the door Don't think because there's a ring on your finger You needn't try any more For wives should always be lovers too I'm warning you