(verse)
Honey I feel your bone Iâd rather sit here all alone
Oh, honey I feel your bone Iâd rather sit here all alone
(chorus)
You tell me that you love me, donât try and corrupt me
Iâm saving myself for Jesus
(verse)
You can titty fuck, tie me up dry hump me
And slap me in the face, Ill even let you call me mommy
(chorus)
He died upon the cross, let me get my point across
My hymen belongs to Jesus
(verse)Honey Iâll roll over, let you poke me in my back door
Honey Iâll roll over, Iâll let you cram it in my back door
(chorus)
I ainât gonna be one of those Mary Magdalene whores
My pussy belongs to Jesus
(verse)
I ainât going to hell like dem som bitch Muslims
The Catholics and the Jews and Osama bin Ladens
(chorus)
I ainât goin to hell like ole Charlie manson,
Jimmy carter or the fuckin unibomber
(verse)
And when we get married then Iâll let you pop my cherry
And Iâll love you like the devil at our home in Shelbyville
(chorus)
And weâll go up to heaven and weâll meet old baby Jesus
Youâll be so glad that we waited; youâll be so glad that we waited
Honey I feel your bone