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Sacred Love |
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Take off those working clothes |
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Put on these high heeled shoes |
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Don't want no preacher on the TV baby |
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Don't want to hear the news |
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Shut out the world behind us |
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Put on your long black dress |
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No one's ever gonna find us here |
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Just leave your hair in a mess |
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I've been searching long enough |
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I begged the moon and the stars above |
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For sacred love |
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I've been up, I've been down |
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I've been lonesome, in this godless town |
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You're my religion, you're my church |
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You're the holy grail at the end of my search |
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Have I been down on my knees for long enough? |
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I've been searching the planet to find |
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Sacred love |
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The spirit moves on the water |
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She takes the shape of this heavenly daughter |
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She's rising up like a river in flood |
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The word got made into flesh and blood |
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The sky grew dark, and the earth she shook |
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Just like a prophecy in the Holy Book |
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Thou shalt not covet, thou shalt not steal |
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Thou shalt not doubt that this love is real |
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So I got down on my knees and I prayed to the skies |
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When I looked up could I trust my eyes? |
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All the saints and angels and the stars up above |
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They all bowed down to the flower of creation |
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Every man every woman |
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Every race every nation |
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It all comes down to this |
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Sacred love |
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Don't need no doctor, don't need no pills |
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I got a cure for the country's ills |
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Here she comes like a river in flood |
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The word got made into flesh and blood |
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Thou shalt not steal, thou shalt not kill |
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But if you don't love her your best friend will |
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All the saints up in heaven and the stars up above |
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It all comes down, it all comes down |
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It all comes down to love, |
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Take off your working clothes |
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Put on your long black dress |
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And your high heeled shoes |
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Just leave your hair in a mess |
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I've been thinking 'bout religion |
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I've been thinking 'bout the things that we believe |
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I've been thinking 'bout the Bible |
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I've been thinking 'bout Adam and Eve |
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I've been thinking 'bout the garden |
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I've been thinking 'bout the tree of knowledge, and the tree of life |
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I've been thinking 'bout forbidden fruit |
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I've been thinking 'bout a man and his wife |
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I been thinking 'bout, thinking 'bout |
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Sacred love, sacred love |
