Wine stained lips
Drunk in the blurry night
I didn't plan on when we'd meet
Could've been in such a fright
Nothing on my few drugs to stay all night, stay all night

Dreamy and I don't waste time
I bet you say that's not a crime
Not a crime, not a crime

Pure young man
Heart of gold
Confess your sins
Just take a sip

Hi sinner boy
Sent from the heavens
Bow down to me tell me what you've done
In the eyes of God
There's nowhere to run
Nowhere to run, nowhere to run

Nun lover boy
Get on your knees and pray
To this holy, holy saint
Not too close or else you'll faint