Jesus Stole My Baby The Fratellis

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[Intro]
Jesus stole my baby, Jesus stole my girl
He took her away for an hour every Sunday
And cut all of her beautiful curls

[Verse 1]
She was always easy seven days of the week
Now she's a bore and I've seen it before
She thinks it gives her some kind of mystique
Said that she just wants to save me
Said you can't go on the way that you are
She chased all my friends, hurts my brain til it bends
Hides my cigarettes and steals my guitar

[Chorus 1]
And it's a long time since she was mine
Pretending I am fine
Another simple boy on the telephone line
And though she is living here with me
I'm aching to be free
She takes it all so goddamn seriously

[Verse 2]
Well I've always been in love with her treasure
But she might as well be locked up in chains
When I ask she says no, and I'm feeling so low
I'm bursting from my feet to my brains