Jesus is My Girlfriend

Look at my hands

They're all over you

My rusty nails stuck to you like glue

My arms around you like audio tape

Got a little red horn underneath this cape

It's not dirty

It's not rude

I'll go to Kuwait if I wanna get, wanna get,

Wanna get crude

It's not filthy

It's not lewd

I wanna get famous just so I can get sued

Guess who's my girlfriend, yeah, ten out of ten

Yeah it's Jesus, she's my girlfriend

Want to know who my boyfriend is,

No, nought out of ten

Jesus ain't a man, she's my girlfriend

Jesus is my girlfriend

It's not drink, It's not food

It's a man in a shuttle with a tube

I can't fly, so what, I can't cook

Can't even catch a tune with a hook

I've been to Hong Kong & South Dakota

In a little wood plane without a motor

Got a girl in bed, when I took it further

Where Jamaica? No I coaxed her. Ha! Ha!

I love her

My girlfriend

I love her

My girlfriend