Jesus

She's there, looking like 95
Her mouth open way too wide
He's there lookin' like a college
Real soon girly will be honest
No one knows, no one knows
Down on you, she won't go

Jesus, she only wants to touch Jesus
Jesus, she only wants to touch Jesus

Move close, he touches her thigh,
Closer, she bats an eye
Easy he buys her a drink
Sad, sad he'll never touch no pink
No one knows, no one knows
Down on you, she won't go

Jesus, she only wants to touch Jesus
Jesus, she only wants to touch Jesus

Poor little boy he was never told
That fish necklaces made out of gold
Mean down on you, she won't go

Jesus, she only wants to fuck Jesus
Jesus, she only wants to fuck Jesus
As I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord will pop my fucking cherry
Jesus, she only wants to fuck Jesus
Jesus, she only wants to fuck



Credits
Writer(s): Dan Crean, Justin Tranter, Neal Persiani
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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