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On the skirts of my hometownWhere the Brackenrig Creek runsAll the locals spend their Sundays Polishing their gunsWhen the main street lights come upGodspeed if you ain't homeYou'll be drowning in the moonYou'll be shining bright as chromeGod loves meHomesick JosephineShe's been flirting with the lawHe's got his hand right up her skirtAll the way to ArkansasMake way for little SamHe's gonna make himself at homeWhere the fire escape is brokeAnd the girls are out on loanGod loves meGod loves meNow there's a bruiser in the lotSongtexteAnd he's barking up some tree'Cause she's the prettiest girl aroundShe's got them lining up til threeBut don't you ever fall in loveWith a girl who works the clockIf you dare to carry onShe'll leave you howling in the lotGod loves meGod loves me God loves meGod loves me Aus Songtexte Mania