| In sainted moments of dark
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| Unveil yourself by request
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| For any sin you confide
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| We take a cloth off your breast
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| And all the night
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| We are blessed in Heaven high
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| Told we're best before we die
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| From the Lord she will get her kicks
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| Dressed to hide the dark
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| And obsessed to ride him hard
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| On the crucifix
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| She came to undress and confess (confess)
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| Together undress and confess (confess)
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| All the night in a mess
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| For the lust in the heat of excess
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| We all undress to confess
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| Reveal yourself to the pastor
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| Brings forgiveness the best
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| For any fabric on skin
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| Corrupts your mind like the pest
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| And for the night
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| You are dressed in heels up high
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| For the mass is alibi
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| And the altar, it gives her kicks
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| Naked skies
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| See her go down at night
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| When on the cross she licks
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| She came to undress and confess (confess)
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| Together undress and confess (confess)
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| All the night in a mess
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| For the lust in the heat of excess
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| We all undress to confess
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| She came to undress and confess
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| Together undress and confess
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| All the night in a mess
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| For the lust in the heat of excess
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| Undress and confess
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| Together undress and confess
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| All the world we possess for desire and sin we caress
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| We all undress to confess |