Sister, Sister gimme some sugar baby
The Truth is that I never meant, to fall for you.
This love, it was never
meant to happen, meant to be.
I bumped into you, literally, passing the old parish hall,
you were carrying His Hymn books to mass
I was lost in the bewilderness.
We both apologised, you giggled, I smiled
Next thing I know we're running naked through the hills,
Alive with the sound of horny music.
I knew it was wrong, but why change the habit of a lifetime?
We just had to get it on.
Shoulda took my time.
For Gods sake woman you were taking the veil, when we fell.
And you, saving yourself for Jesus as well.
How could we? Did we really dare to bear God's wrath?
Shall I compare you to Julie Andrews,
Though not Sister Wendy
I mean what kind of sick sinner would do that?
Or in your cassock to Monica Lewinsky
In her infamous little black number?
Oh how we giggled as we soiled it.
Ooh you, my little
hot tub of
fun nun!
Darling we were so hot,
Oh Maria I say ave, ave, okay!!
Nothing seemed real but our physical spiritual manifestation,
This sacred creation of black and white, black and white,
Oh my, oh my, it's divine.
The positions we achieved during benediction baby, were unreal,
And I ain't talking missionary here.
I'd always prayed for an affair this torrid
I just didn't figure on finding it in a little convent girl.
You made me feel like a king of all kings!
Shall I compare you to my catholic guilt?
That follows me like a cloud of incense wither I go.
I drank the wine, I ate the bread, I nailed you across the altar!
Though you stopped being so much fun,
Once I abstained from drinking, my little blue nun, Oh bloody Mary.
Who can ever judge a fling like this, it was fun while it lasted,
And now you've moved to God's greener pastures
Where once we were one blood, one
body and Christ what a body!
I was in Heaven, then Hell though it always had to pass
Now I linger in purgatory, repenting our faux pas
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