You're a strange, strange boy
And I'm tryna be coy
But I know the waters part for you
You're a sexy crush
Little hole in my gut
And the fantasy is liquid truth
You're a crooked muse
Sippin' your holy water
But I want to chug it down
Created by the father
You're my religion now
Take me home to your chapel
Where we'll pray we don't burn out
Your anatomy is the Bible
And I want it now
You're a Sunday chore
But your sermon's not a bore
And I know the heavens part ways for you
All my friends said run
From the temptation
But the revelation tastes too good
You're the golden rule
And everybody knows it, too
Sippin' your holy water
But I want to chug it down
Created by the father
You're my religion now
Take me home to your chapel
Where we'll pray we don't burn out
Your anatomy is the Bible
And I want it now
Wine or water
At the altar
I can't be near you
Sippin' your holy water
But I want to chug it down
Created by the father
You're my religion now
Take me home to your chapel
Where we'll pray we don't burn out
Your anatomy is the Bible
And I want it now
Hope Vista - Holy Water Lyrics
Hope Vista - Holy Water Lyrics
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You're a strange, strange boy
And I'm tryna be coy
But I know the waters part for you
You're a sexy crush
Little hole in my gut
And the fantasy is liquid truth
You're a crooked muse
Sippin' your holy water
But I want to chug it down
Created by the father
You're my religion now
Take me home to your chapel
Where we'll pray we don't burn out
Your anatomy is the Bible
And I want it now
You're a Sunday chore
But your sermon's not a bore
And I know the heavens part ways for you
All my friends said run
From the temptation
But the revelation tastes too good
You're the golden rule
And everybody knows it, too
Sippin' your holy water
But I want to chug it down
Created by the father
You're my religion now
Take me home to your chapel
Where we'll pray we don't burn out
Your anatomy is the Bible
And I want it now
Wine or water
At the altar
I can't be near you
Sippin' your holy water
But I want to chug it down
Created by the father
You're my religion now
Take me home to your chapel
Where we'll pray we don't burn out
Your anatomy is the Bible
And I want it now
And I'm tryna be coy
But I know the waters part for you
You're a sexy crush
Little hole in my gut
And the fantasy is liquid truth
You're a crooked muse
Sippin' your holy water
But I want to chug it down
Created by the father
You're my religion now
Take me home to your chapel
Where we'll pray we don't burn out
Your anatomy is the Bible
And I want it now
You're a Sunday chore
But your sermon's not a bore
And I know the heavens part ways for you
All my friends said run
From the temptation
But the revelation tastes too good
You're the golden rule
And everybody knows it, too
Sippin' your holy water
But I want to chug it down
Created by the father
You're my religion now
Take me home to your chapel
Where we'll pray we don't burn out
Your anatomy is the Bible
And I want it now
Wine or water
At the altar
I can't be near you
Sippin' your holy water
But I want to chug it down
Created by the father
You're my religion now
Take me home to your chapel
Where we'll pray we don't burn out
Your anatomy is the Bible
And I want it now
Writer: Hope Oberwanowicz
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid