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There's a singing contradiction in the third row of the alto section They whisper 'hind their hymnals Bitching' bout who they think won't get into heaven Jesus loves me, this I know But not because they told me so Guess I don't fit their mold 'Bout time I toss this robe Hallelujah! Amen, I ain't like them by the grace of God Hallelujah! I could throw them stones, but why eggs 'em on If the only thing here close to Jesus Is box-dyed hair with how high they tease it Hallelujah! Amen, I ain't like them Naw, ladies in the church choir Look at her, bless her heart Could that hemline get any higher? Know your place, know your part Well, I've never done unto them What they think they can do unto me Yeah, I've never said "Hey Brittany, if you lose some weight, then you might be pretty." After hearing that preacher preach 'bout lovin' on everybody Hallelujah! Amen, I ain't like them by the grace of God Hallelujah! I could throw them stones, but why eggs 'em on If the only thing here close to Jesus Is box-dyed hair with how high they tease it Hallelujah! Amen, I ain't like them Naw, ladies in the church choir Well, Jesus loves me, this I know But not because they told me so Hallelujah! Amen, I ain't like them by the grace of God Hallelujah! I could throw them stones, but why eggs 'em on If the only thing here close to Jesus Is box-dyed hair with how high they tease it Hallelujah! Amen, I ain't like them Naw, ladies in the church choir Ooh, yeah The ladies in the church choir Look at her, bless her heart Could that hemline get any higher? Know your place, know your part Ladies in the church choir
Writer(s): Sarajane Mcdonald, Stefanie Bartlett, Brittany Moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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