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Jesus stole my baby, stole my girl
He took her away for an hour every
And cut all of her beautiful

She was always easy days of the week
Now she's a bore and I've seen it
She thinks it her some kind of mystique

Said she just wants to save me
Said you can't go on the way you are
She chased all my friends, my brain till it bends
Hides my cigarettes and my guitar

And it's a long time since she was mine, I am fine
simple boy on the telephone line
And though she is living here with me I'm to be free
She takes it all so seriously

Well, I've always in love with her treasure
But she as well be locked up in chains
I ask she says no and I'm feeling so low
I'm bursting from my to my brains

Now if I could talk to this Jesus
I'd tell him just how I've been
I'd ask him to home my baby again
So she can see what state I've been in

Jesus stole my baby so I should steal his
She used to be now she's so dull and divine
May not be but that's the way that it is

And I'm lost among the clowns, Jesus men in gowns
All sandals and out of tune
And she in terrified tones of skeleton bones
Screaming through a microphone

And it's a long since she was mine, pretending I am fine
Another simple boy on the telephone
And she is living here with me I'm aching to be free
She it all so goddamn seriously