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Wash my cologne off your Sunday best
Your mama smelled me on you, thought she was onto us I guess
The priest told your dad he wanted you to know you were made wrong
I guess there was no softer way to put it back then
I'm starting to think your father was right
I don't trust the Bible, but you begged me to find Christ
You think that He could save me, I told you I'm not sure
You said I'd burn in hell with both your hands down my shorts
You'd swear He died for you
You wanna live a life and you wanna live a second
You're scared you're gonna die and you won't get to meet Him
You wash me off your hands like you're touching something rotten
You said if I was a girl, then I could be your woman
He doesn't want you kissing
It eats you alive, know you have to confess
You said, "I told her a lie," well, I won't tell what you said
You're starting a life that you can't finish
You'll make such a giving husband
But you'll never give her children
You'd swear He died for you
You wanna live a life and you wanna live a second
You're scared you're gonna die and you won't get to meet Him
You wash me off your hands like you're touching something rotten
You said if I was a girl, then I could be your woman
Home home from work and find her crying in the kitchen
You'll make such a giving husband
But you'll never give her children
When you can't sleep it finally it hits you like a bullet
You said if I was a girl, maybe I could be your woman
Come home from work and find her crying in the kitchen
(He doesn't want you kissing something like me)
You'll make such a giving husband
But you'll never give her children
When you can't sleep it finally it hits you like a bullet
You said if I was a girl, maybe I could be your woman
(He doesn't want you kissing something like me)