I'm baffled by the folks who like flirtin' with the pastor It's hard to get 'em through the door and they're hardly comin' after They're out of money, passed the buck when he took up a collection Well, how much more must they make before God gets a fraction?
They're flirtin' with the pastor, but they'll go when in need And then they run and hide till Easter and Christmas Eve They got a Bible on the shelf but when they gonna read it? They can't commit time they do for lesser things
They'd rather lay down in their cozy homes He's still tryin' to drag 'em to Heaven though They're not tryin' to turn that reverend gray Seems like they may though anyway (You know what I'm talkin' about, maybe?)
Sneakin' out on the pastor on Sunday the faithful go 'round and 'round If they don't like his sermons enough they leave and go crosstown They want the best in troubadours and they like their funny laughter And other guys just stay in bed and they wait for the hereafter
Flirtin' with the pastor, y'all, I ain't sure they know what they need You know the way they run and hide till Easter and Christmas Eve They got a Bible on the shelf but when they plan to read it? You can't just live your life through dudes on Christian TV
They'd rather lay down in their home sweet homes He's still tryin' to drag 'em to Heaven though Though they might return but never stay They're flirtin' with the pastor anyway (And you are too maybe) (He's prayin' for everybody) LEAD
Flirtin' with the pastor, babe, they ain't sure what they need You know the way they run and hide till Easter and Christmas Eve They got a Bible on the shelf but when they plan to read it? They cram for this just like they do for SATs
They'd rather lay down in their cozy homes He's still tryin' to drag 'em to Heaven though Though the guy's been burned by them, he prays There's certain things a pastor can't forsakeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
