My Religion
Pacing like a panther
Getting by with a kiss
No, it wasn't God who taught me
How to live like this
Week after week
I think I'm starting to believe
My religion's in between your legs
When we make love
It sounds like this
I was racing my hearse
But I got outta line
A man of God pulled me over
He gave me a DUI
Day after day
I'm seeing things that aren't there
I swear, living's just a waste of time
But I wanna hear you say you're mine
Getting by with a kiss
No, it wasn't God who taught me
How to live like this
Week after week
I think I'm starting to believe
My religion's in between your legs
When we make love
It sounds like this
I was racing my hearse
But I got outta line
A man of God pulled me over
He gave me a DUI
Day after day
I'm seeing things that aren't there
I swear, living's just a waste of time
But I wanna hear you say you're mine
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Writer(s): Kevin Martinez
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