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Hello Mrs Johnson you self righteous womanSunday School teacher what brings you out slummin'Do you reckon the preacher would approve where you areStanding here vis'tin' with a back slidin' christian in a neighborhood barWell yes that's my bottle and yes that's my glassAnd I see you're eye balling this pretty young lassIt ain't none of your business but yes she's with meAnd we don't need no sermon you self righteous woman just let us beThe Lord knows I'm drinking and running aroundAnd he don't need your loud mouth informing the townThe Lord knows I'm sinning and sinning ain't rightBut me and the good Lord gonna have us a good talk later tonightGoodbye Mrs Johnson you self righteous biddyI don't need your preaching and I don't need your pitySo go back to whatever you hypocrites doAnd when I talk to heaven be nice and I'll put in a good word for youYes the Lord knows I'm drinking...Yes me and the good Lord gonna have us a good talk later tonight Aus Songtexte Mania