For she'll be coming back
You know her head went out to play
She'll get over that
I know that my reward
When she returns
Keeps me hanging on...
Though friends they ridicule
You know for her there is no substitute
Talk, I can endure (I must endure)
But that's alright, mother says "Son"
Know my reward
When she returns (whoo-whoo)
She'll still come home, (whoa)
Keeps me hanging on
Writer/s: Eddie Hazel / G. Cook / George Clinton