| «Hey you» she said
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| «I think that I have something in my eye»
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| And she posed beneath the standard lamp
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| As her clothes waved goodbye
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| And she was
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| Naked as a new apology
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| For something she hadn’t yet done
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| And he said «Did I ever tell you the one about
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| The Original Miss Jesus?»
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| «Born before
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| Her more famous little brother Mister Christ
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| Sure, there were miracles
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| But out of the public eye
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| So they didn’t
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| Think even to have her crucified
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| She just wrote some novels and then she died
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| And only her family cried for her
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| The Original Miss Jesus
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| And then he came
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| The one that they wrote all the books about
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| The King of The Rock Opera
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| Whom she could do without (The sheik of do-without)"
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| «Stop!» |
| she said
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| «Jesus could have been a boy or girl
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| History would still have been unkind
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| If he’d been a her
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| Anyway
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| Just watch me turn this beer into air
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| As for Redemption Value, I don’t care
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| But if you want, I’ll even pretend to be
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| The Original Miss Jesus»
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| So she was
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| The saviour
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| Of that sad and lonely room |