Songtexte:
Church She Comes In Singing

You've got a lot of nerve Gonna get what you deserve You've gone around the curve You got a face like Raphael You got a heart like a blue whale And your

me that groupie love Come gimme gimme gimme that groupie love Come gimme gimme gimme that groupie love Tonight you wanna fuck wiv me its alright with me Come

: (R. Farina) Come round by my side and I'll sing you a song. I'll sing it so softly, it'll do no one wrong. On Birmingham Sunday the blood ran like

streets and start hustlin' But I can see my grandmoms when she dressed for church A stylish hat, white dress with a matching purse And I could hear her singing

word's on the street: you've found someone new. If he looks nothing like me I'm so happy for you. I heard an old girlfriend has turned to the church - she

church, take me down, take me down, take me down, take me down to the little white church, take me down to the little white church, take me down to the little white church

way Lord, Miss Patti, won't you help me sing Lord knows how I miss those days [Patti] (Wyclef) Dressing up for church on Easter Sunday (how I miss

But don't take her out of my life Don't take her out of my life What would I do without her tell me now Let the bird sing With the coming spring Let the church

I don't know when, long time gone And it ain't coming back again Deliah plays that ol' church pian'a Sitting out on her daddy's farm She always thought