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When Cupid shoots his arrows
Oh, he doesn't always aim
People on the straight and narrow
Seem to wander now and then

Does your God really give a damn?
Does your God really give a damn?
Does it make me less of a man being who I am?

You can't fight how the heart is
I'd rather make it on my own
From the mouth of my own momma
And she said, "You can never come back home"

Does your God have me on the run?
Does he not take everyone?
Does it make me less of your son loving who I love?

We've explored the darkest oceans
We can count the galaxies
When I act on my emotions
Will the sky rain down on me?
When the sun comes up tomorrow
On our side of history
Will the higher love that we know
Hold a light to those beliefs?

Does your God really give a damn?
Does your God really give a damn?
Does it make her less of a woman?
Does it make him less of a man?

Does your God really give a damn?
Does your God really give a damn?
Does it make her less of a woman?
Does it make him less of a man?

Does your God really give a damn?
Does your God really give a damn?
Does it make her less of a woman?
Does it make him less of a man?

Does your God really give a damn?
Does your God really give a damn?
Does it make me less of a man being who I am?
Being who I am

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