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Hello, Mrs. Johnson

You self-righteous woman

Sunday school teacher

What brings you out slumming?

Do you reckon the preacher

Would approve where you are?

Standing here, visiting a backsliding Christian

In a neighborhood bar

Well, yeah, that’s my bottle

And that’s my glass

And I see you’re eyeballing

My sweet, little lass

It ain’t none of your business

But yes, she’s with me

So, leave us alone, you self-righteous woman

Just let us be

The Lord knows I’m drinking

And running around

He don’t need your loud mouth

Informing the town

The Lord knows I’m sinning

And sinning it right

But me and the good Lord

Are having a good talk, later tonight

Yeah, oh, ah

Go, come on, play that thing

Goodbye, Mrs. Johnson

Your self-righteous pity

I don’t need your preaching

I don’t need your pity

So, go back to whatever

You hypocrites do

And just be nice

And I’ll put in a good word later, for you

The Lord knows I’m drinking (The Lord knows I’m drinking)

And running around (And running around)

He don’t need your loud mouth (He don’t need your loud mouth)

Informing the town

The Lord knows I’m sinning (The Lord knows I’m sinning)

And sinning it right (And sinning it right)

But me and the good Lord

Are having a good talk, later tonight (later tonight

Yeah, me and the good Lord

Are having a good talk, later tonight

Yeah, ah, yes. Hit it

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