Don´t send me no young girl to love me
With their eyes shinin´ bright
All the young girls are afraid of me
Send me a woman tonight
Don´t send me no hand-holdin´ baby

´Cause I been with babies before
Don´t send me nobody that´s crazy
Don´t send me no young girls no more
I was entertaining a little girl in my rooms, Lord
With California wines and French parfumes, Lord
She started to talk to me about the War, Lord
I said, "I don´t want to talk about the War."
Don´t send me nobody with glasses
Don´t want no one above me
Don´t send nobody takin´ night-classes
Send me somebody to love me
Please answer my prayer
Please answer my prayer
Please answer my prayer