Men's Room

Did you ever feel your mother's broom?
Did you ever feel your old man's gloom?
If you did then you sure enough ran and hid
And you met me in the men's room
In the choir while singing the song so sweetly
He smile, and curtsied, he bowed quiet meekly
Then you blew him and you slew him
Then he died, then you sighed,
Why don't you meet me in the men's room
You got to meet me in the men's room
You got your freedom in the men's room
You lost your old man's gloom and your ma-ma's broom
What a holy moment this is
Holy Mary, Mother of God. Pray for us sinners now--
And in the men's room, the men's room, say the men's room
Exploding Lord who adorns your walls
The one who claims he knows it all
So please get on your knees and kiss me
Don't resist me--
'cuase I'll love you in the men's room
'cause I need you in the men's room



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