Can't you feel it
Sister savior
Drawing you into the club?
Sister savior's
Past behavior
Has me falling in love
Hey-ey-ey-ey
Sister savior
Hey-ey-ey-ey
Catholic lover
Why'd you leave me?
For the good guy
At least our bad times were ours
Last night I had a dream
A warm fields, strawberries and cream
A poor man wearing rusty mail
With contentment plastered on his face
He was sipping from a bottle
On his forhead read the motto
'If I drink myself to death
And at least I'll know I had a good time'
One last late night
Sister savior
Before it's too late
Hey-ey-ey-ey
Sister savior
Hey-ey-ey-ey
You know I love her
Please believe me
For the good life
At least our bad times were ours