Lyrics:
Making love on Sunday night
Church in early morning
Late night naked hugging
Girl your body feel so right
I will call off Monday
Still thinking about
I go to church on Sunday nights
Where there may be hope to save me
I go to church, to church, to church
Pray to the Almighty
I go to church
revvin’ up
Is music instead of noise
Dirt road, four wheel drivin’
Riverside Saturday night and
Sunday mornin’ church goin’ kinda boys
He ain’t gotta have
it hurt
LIV on Sunday night, nigga, church (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Pull up in some fast, nigga, skrrt (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Thirsty bitch, Google my net
Invited me home Sunday night after church, and her parents just were not home. The rug-burn on my pecker, baby, started to burn. She thought the buldge in
poker on a Saturday night
Church on Sunday morning
You get a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole
(Down in the boondocks)
we have heard are high
Smoking doobies in the sky
Smoked me out on Sunday night
Now church really does feel right
ganja
In excess ain't dangerous
I'm getting used to you not being there
At church on Sunday night
I'm getting used to the radio playing
Without you singing along
But I'll never get
INTENTIONS
BETWEEN THOSE SATURDAY NIGHT NEON LIGHTS AND SUNDAY CHURCH BELLS
SOMEWHERE BETWEEN THE STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN AND THE HIGHWAY TO HELL
GONNA TRY TO DO
They like ice cold beer and smokeless tobacco
And dancin' on a Saturday night
Church on Sunday mornin' and talkin' to Jesus
There's some that say
a line, i get a pole
We'll go fishing in the crawfish hole
Five card poker on Saturday night
Church on Sunday morningYou get a line
I get a pole (You get
They like ice cold beer and smokeless tobacco
And dancin' on a Saturday night
Church on Sunday mornin' and talkin' to Jesus
There's some that say
need a crown
No makeup with her evening gown
Good Lord I'm down
So glad I found
My Adeline
Tight jeans on a Friday night
Church on Sunday
Hands up
night
On Friday night we play the the blues
Saturday's we're hung over
And Sunday's in our church shoes
Friday night oh on Friday night
Friday night we
poker on a Saturday night
Church on Sunday morning
You get a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole
(Down in the boondocks)
on a sunday night
Church and football never were my style
In an era where we date on the phone
My generation is the best in the game
In an era where we fuck
and village, monastery and abbey
Spiritual places for the Christianity
Fear to admit
That you believe in the old divinity
Sunday in the Church
Night in the wood
all week for a back ache
Raisin' cane on Friday nights
Sunday church to set it right
They can write it on my stone
My life's been a country song
surrounded (Ayy)
She gotta stay high all the time, Tove Lo
Yeah, Sunday night church turned into 1Oak
Goddamn, I wish I could reach out my hand
But she
a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole
Five-card poker on a Saturday night
Church on Sunday morning
You get a line, I'll get a pole
to him after church last Sunday night?
I'll have another piece of apple pie, you know it just don't seem right
I saw him at sawmill yesterday
church last Sunday night
I'll have another piece of apple pie you know it don't seem right
I saw him at the sawmill yesterday upon Choctaw Wridge
to him after church last Sunday night?
"I'll have another piece-a apple pie, you know it don't seem right"
"I saw him at the sawmill yesterday on Choctaw
to him after church last Sunday night?
"I'll have another piece-a apple pie, you know it don't seem right"
"I saw him at the sawmill yesterday on Choctaw
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