Mitchell-Randle
When the sun goes behind the clouds
And you feel like it's gonna rain
And the moon ain't shining bright, yeah
And the stars, and the stars, and the stars won't shine for you tonight.
If life is hard to understand
And your love life gets out of hand
Just come to poppa, mmm.
Now if you need a satisfier
Let me be, let me be, let me be your pacifier
If you feel like a mule biting on a bit
Call my number - 5686969 - and I'll be your fix.
'Cause I've got your favorite toy
Guaranteed to bring you joy
Just come to poppa, come home to poppa.
If your soul is on fire
So let my love take you higher
Just come to poppa, come on to poppa, hey.
Just come to poppa now
Yeah, just come to your poppa now
Yeah, she come to poppa, Lord
Mmm she come to poppa, yeah.
She come to poppa, yeah 
She come to poppa, Lord
Lord, she come to poppa.