I asked a married woman to let me be her kid I asked a married woman to let me be her kid She said I might get buggish, and I just can't keep it hid If you would be my rider, I'll tell you what I will do If you'll be my rider, I'll tell you what I will do I'll make payday, baby, and bring it all home to you I love you pretty mama, dream of you each night I love you pretty mama, whoo, dream of you each night If you let me be your kid man I'll always treat you right