Well look out Mama your little girl she has changed

She cut her baby curls

and she's got her act rearranged

Look out Daddy what she needs now

     she can't find at home

Oh Rickie wants a man of her

She wants a man of her

Rickie wants a man of her own



Mama says her little girl won't talk to her anymore

She just goes in her room, turns on the radio and shuts

the door

She's got her own bathroom, TV, stereo, extension phone

Oh, but Mama, Rickie wants a man of her

She wants a man of her

Rickie wants a man of her own



Well Daddy says when he drop her off Friday night at the

gym

She slides way down in the front seat

So the kids won't see her with him

She don't do no work

She won't tell nobody when she's coming home

And she makes poor Daddy wait down on the corner

At midnight all alone



Well Daddy's pullin' out his hair

He says that girl ain't got no direction

She don't care to bring her boyfriends home

to pass Daddy's inspection

Now we're left peeking through the curtains

Everytime that we hear a horn blow

Well I guess Rickie wants a man of her own



Mama says: "Son, talk to her, she'll listen to you"

Yeah, she listens real nice and she does what she wants

to do

Well Daddy says: "She wears her jeans so tight

Well, you change 'em or you're staying home"Ah, but daddy, Rickie wants a man

of her

She wants a man of her

Rickie wants a man of her own

She's almost grown



Rickie wants a man of her

She wants a man of her

Rickie wants a man of her own