Testo my guy

Hail girls.

> Hail Mary, what's up?

> Well, Jerusalem is becoming real drag. Everybody hates me.

> Ah Ah. Not that Guy overthere.
> Who? Him? They all say He's different! They say He's really weard!

> We don't care what people say. To us He's always there.

> Really?







Nothing you could say

Could tear me away
From my God (my God)

Nothing you could do

`Cause I`m stuck like glue

To my God (my God, my God)

I`m stickin` to my God like a stamp to a letter

Like birds of a feather, we stick together

I`m tellin` you from the start

I can`t be torn apart

From my God

Nothing you could do

Could make me untrue

To my God (my God)

Nothing you could buy

Could make me tell a lie

To my God (my God, my God)

I gave my God my word of honor

To be faithful, and I`m gonna

You best be believing

I won`t be deceiving

My God

As a matter of opinion, I think He`s tops

My opinion is, He`s the cream of the crop

As a matter of taste, to be exact

He`s my ideal, as a matter of fact.

No muscle bound man

Could take my hand

From my God (my God)

No handsome face

Could ever take the place

Of my God (my God, my God)

He may not be a movie star

But when it comes to bein` happy, we are

There`s not a man today

Who could take me away

From my God

Cool it down now, ladies.

There not a man today

Who could take me away

From my God

Give them some of that deep shoulder action.

There`s not a man today

Who could take me away from my God