| All my life I’ve been good
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| Do what my mom and dad and God say I should
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| Go to church and Bible School
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| To live by God’s rule
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| So whatever people tell me
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| That The Bible tells me
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| I will do
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| Walk the halls of high school with my purity ring
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| Unlike those other girls, I’ve got my morals in check
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| It was easy to do until I got a boyfriend
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| And pardon my French, but he’s cute as heck
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| But I made a pact
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| To keep my hymen intact
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| And Jesus and I are tight
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| Never learned about the birds and the bees
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| I was taught to keep an aspirin in between my knees
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| 'Cause The Bible says premarital sex is wrong
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| But Jason says that guys can’t wait that long
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| I don’t want to lose him
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| To someone who’ll do him
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| I need to figure something out
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| Well there’s a loophole in The Scripture that works really well
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| So I can get him off without going to hell
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| It’s my Hail Mary, full of grace
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| In Jesus' name we go to fifth base!
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| Oh, thank you for making me holy
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| And thank you for giving me holes to choose from
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| And since I’m not a godless whore
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| He’ll have to come in the back door
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| Therefore
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| Fuck me in the ass 'cause I love Jesus
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| The good Lord would want it that way
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| Gimme that sweet sensation of a throbbing rationalization
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| It’s just between you and me
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| 'Cause everyone knows it’s the sex that God can’t see
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| It’s hard to be as pure as me
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| To resist the urge to lose my vaginal virginity
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| To wait until my marriage bed
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| To give my husband my unsullied maiden head
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| So take your cock out
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| Shove it in my ass
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| Fuck me until you come
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| Oops! |
| I mean let’s join our souls
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| And unite our bodies
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| And fly with the wings of God
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| Whatever you do, don’t touch my clitoris
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| If you ring Satan’s doorbell, God can’t ignore this
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| And no prophylactics when you put it in
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| 'Cause birth control’s for sluts and it’s a sin
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| I’ve emptied my bowels
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| And laid out the towels
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| I’m ready for romance
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| Now I’m praying to the Power that’s the Highest
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| But of all of my holes, this ones the driest
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| And we can’t procreate if we anally copulate
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| And God is OK with sodomy, but only if you’re straight
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| And I’m staying pure, no matter what
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| So I’m OK with everything but…
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| Everything but…
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| Everything butt
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| Fuck me in the ass 'cause I love Jesus
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| The good Lord would want it that way
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| Gimme that sweet sensation of a rock hard rationalization
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| It’s just between you and me
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| 'Cause everyone knows it’s the sex that God can’t see
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| I do whatever The Bible tells me to
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| Except for the parts that I choose to ignore
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| Because they’re unrealistic and inconvenient
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| But the rest I live by for sure
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| So let’s not talk about how the Good Book
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| Bans shellfish, polyester and divorce
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| And how it condones slavery and killing gays
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| Because those parts don’t count, of course
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| Let’s cherry-pick the part about losing my cherry
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| And mine it for ambiguities and omissions
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| To circumvent any real sacrifice
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| But still feel pious in my arbitrary parroted positions
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| And don’t you dare question my convictions
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| And don’t look closely at the contradictions
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| Just focus on the sacrificial crucifixion
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| And have faith in its complete jurisdiction
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| As the only way to measure if you’re good or not
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| And in a debate, just say to «have faith»
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| Because when you’re up against logic, it’s the only card you’ve got
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| So close your eyes
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| Take a deep breath
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| And.
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| Fuck me in the ass 'cause I love Jesus
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| The good Lord would want it that way
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| Gimme that sweet sensation of an irrational rationalization
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| It’s just between you and me
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| 'Cause everyone knows it’s the sex that God can’t see |