| My superstars were laced up tight
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| And all the sinners were gathered in white
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| The pearly gates were opened up wide
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| And the Lord must have seen me with his big red eyes
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| So I stepped up to the clouds
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| The holy father was getting down
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| And as I ordered a round of drinks
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| He said I got a little story tell me what you think:
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| Moses used to sniff the lines
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| Noah used to rock the boat sometimes
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| Mary used to get undone
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| Get out, Jesus rode a Harley Davidson
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| All the angels were gathered around
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| Leather boots and lace night gowns
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| And one started to kiss my feet
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| She said the Lord got a red light on at every street
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| Moses used to sniff the lines
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| Noah used to rock the boat sometimes
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| Mary used to get undone
|
| Get out, Jesus rode a Harley Davidson
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| My superstars were laced up tight
|
| And all the sinners were gathered in white
|
| The pearly gates were opened up wide
|
| And the Lord must have seen me with his big red eyes
|
| Moses used to sniff the lines
|
| Noah used to rock the boat sometimes
|
| Mary used to get undone
|
| Get out, Jesus rode a Harley Davidson |