Cocoa Jackson

Cocoa Jackson, no satisfaction
You’re my pretty Polaroid with a handwritten caption
This could never happen, you tell me all the time
Well I know the other nuns
Wouldn’t notice in the night if you’re gone
Cocoa Jackson, my love was never sanctioned
I just think I can convince you with a little bit of action
Honey, in my fantasy you trade in your habit
For a Sgt Pepper sweater and we kick it to Stax records
So please, honey please
Why don’t you go for a man you can see
I need what I need
But you keep saying you’ll be praying for me
Cocoa Jackson, why do you ignore me?
You treat me like I’m nothing and you’re leaving me lonely
I thought everything they taught you was love
But I’m beginning to think that enough is enough, uh huh
So please, honey please
Why don’t you go for a man you can see
I need what I need
But you keep saying you’ll be praying for me
You’re living in a world forgiven by a world forgot
I’ve got a bone to pick with a man you call God
I keep losing, losing, losing out to a higher…
I keep losing, losing, losing out to a higher…
I keep losing, losing, losing out
To a higher love
A higher love, a higher love
A higher love,
To a higher love (Higher, higher)
A higher love (higher, higher)
To a higher love (higher, higher)
A higher (higher, higher)
A higher love