Im greasing up Jesus Im calling his phone
Im beggin you Jesus Answer the phone
And I dust off these old leathers
Push back my hair with these god given hands and I
Scream out cos Im alone Alone with the thoughts of that man
Im greasing up Jesus Im calling his phone
Im beggin you Jesus Answer the phone
And I wash my face in this cracked little mirror and I
Take a swig from this lipstick stained glass and I
Use the gum from last nights adventure
To stick cheap cologne on that little devils ass
Why cant I get what I want when all I want is you
Why cant I get what I want when all I want is you
Im greasing up Jesus Im calling his phone
Im beggin you Jesus Answer the phone
Im greasing up Jesus Im calling his phone
Im beggin you Jesus Answer the phone
Thanks for listening see you all soon with Chapter 5 of this story
Keep it greasy and be good to each other love from all of us
