Well look out mama, your little girl she has changed
  She cut her baby curls and she's got her act rearranged
  Well look out daddy, what she needs now she can't find at home
  Oh Ricky wants a man of her
  She wants a man of her
  Ricky 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, Ricky wants a man of her
  She wants a man of her
  Ricky wants a man of her own
    Well daddy says when he drops 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
  She makes poor daddy wait down on the corner at midnight all alone
    She used to like me to take her to a ball game or a movie show
  She used to make daddy take his little girl where she wanna go
  Now we're left peeking through the curtains every time that we hear a horn blow
  I guess Ricky wants a man of her own
    Well my folks say "Son, talk to her, she'll listen to you"
  Yeah, she listens real nice and she does what she wants to do
  Daddy says she wears her jeans so tight, "Well you change 'em or you're stayin' home"
  Oh but daddy, Ricky wants a man of her
  She wants a man of her
  Ricky wants a man of her own
  She's almost grown
  Ricky wants a man of her
  She wants a man of her
  Ricky wants a man of her own