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Jesus was a talker |
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Out of place New Yorker |
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Hung out on the boulevard |
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Sellin' nickel candies |
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Saving all his quarters |
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Bought himself a cheap guitar |
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Started playing' bars |
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The kids came in their cars |
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You'd hear them shouting at the stage |
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(Chorus) |
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Jesus saves |
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Jesus saves |
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Jesus started changin' |
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Things got really strange |
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He saw his tee shirts everywhere |
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Started missing shows |
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The band came down to blows |
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But Jesus He no longer cared |
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Things got out of hand |
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And so he quit the band |
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But still the critics they would rave |
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Jesus saves |
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Jesus saves |
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Her him cut through the night |
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On your late night radio waves |
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So the dice were cast |
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Today became the past |
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And Jesus He just disappeared |
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Headed for New York |
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Or so his label thought |
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And there he gave away the years |
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Last seen drinking wine |
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Beneath a flashing sign |
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Promising salvation to strays |
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Jesus saves |
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Jesus saves |
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Her Him cut through the night |
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On your late night radio waves |
