Lyrics:

Look at my hands
Theyre all over you
My rusty nails stuck to you like glue
My arms around you
Like audio tape
Got a little red horn hidden underneath this cape
It's not dirty
It's not rude
I'll go to Kuwait if I wanna get wanna get crude
It's not filthy
It's not lewd
I wanna be 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
Wanna know who my boyfriend is
No, nought out of ten
Jesus ain't a man, she's my girlfriend
Jesus is 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
And 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!
It's not dirty
It's not rude
I'll go to Kuwait if I wanna, if I wanna, if I wanna get crude
It's not filthy
It's not lewd
I wanna get famous just so I can get sued
I love her
My girlfriend
I love her
My girlfriend
Jesus is my girlfriend
Jesus is my girlfriend
Jesus is my girlfriend
Jesus is my girlfriend
Jesus is my girlfriend