I Gotta Praise

I ain't been to church
In a decade or so
I gotta praise me somebody
It's Playboy not the Bible
When I'm feeling low
I gotta praise me somebody

The phone calls I make
Are all totally ignored
The only ring back
If they're drunk or they're bored
Get me someone or I'll turn to the Lord
I gotta praise me somebody

I gotta worship
I gotta praise
Spend all my minutes and waste all my days
I gotta compliment
I gotta serve
I gotta give someone all they deserve

I'm down on my knees
And I'm begging you please
I gotta find me somebody
Long term relationship
Or just a quick squeeze
I gotta find me somebody

My football team loses
Every game I attend
The florists return
Any flowers I send
I'm sick of the hours
Alone that I spend
I gotta love me somebody

The Sikhs have their temple
The Muslims their mosque
And I can't even name the lovers I've lost
I've gotta have someone
To peck me on the cheek
Hug me and say that
They've missed me all week