Birdcloud - Saving myself for jesus

^AHoney I feel your bone I’d rather sit here all alone Oh, hone^Dy I feel your bone I’d rather sit here all a^Alone

^AYou tell me that you love me, don’t try and corrupt me I’m savi^Eng myself for J^Aesus

^AYou can titty fuck, tie me up dry hump me And sl^Dap me in the face, Ill even let you call me m^Aommy

^AHe died upon the cross, let me get my point across My hym^Een belongs to J^Aesus

^AHoney I’ll roll over, let you poke me in the back door ^DHoney I’ll roll over, I’ll let you cram it in my back ^Adoor

^AI ain’t gonna be one of those Mary Magdalene whores My pus^Esy belongs to J^Aesus

^AI ain’t going to hell like dem som bitch Muslims ^DThe Catholics and the Jews and Osama bin L^Aadens

^AI ain’t goin to hell like ole Charlie Manson, ^DJimmy Carter or the fuckin unibo^Amber

^DAnd when we get married then I’ll l^Aet you pop my cherry And I’ll lo^Dve you like the devil at our ho^Ame in Sh^Eelbyville

^DAnd we’ll go up to heaven and we’ll me^Aet old baby Jesus You’ll be so ^Dglad that we waited; you’ll be s^Ao glad that we w^Eaited ^DHoney I feel your bo^Ane