So Help Me God - Amy Kuney

Ooh yeah yeah
Ooh yeah yeah ooh
I smelled your thoughts when you walked by
Thinkin' about me
They smelled so dirty
You get caught with every thought you think
As you smile into my eyes your ears turn pink
You told me you were feelin' shy
It made my tummy blink
So help me God
Don't you do that again
You might wake up in a predicament
So help me God
Don't you do that again
You just might be my next lucky victim
We were sitting side by side
In the theatre
But the whole time we had our eyes
On each other
By and by we're touching hands
And squirming in our chairs
You whisper something funny
And sweet nothings in my ear
So help me God
Don't you do that again
You might wake up in a predicament
So help me God
Don't you do that again
You might just be my next lucky victim
Ooh yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah ooh
Now I'm not one to hit and run
Forsaking my religion
But you've converted me
To another ism
I see you as a matador
Running 'round in red
You're screwing with the buttons
And the words inside my head
So help me God
Don't you do that again
You might wake up in a predicament
So help me God
Don't you do that again
You might just be my next lucky victim
Yeahh
So help me so help so help me
Ohh yeah
So help me so help so help me
Yeahh
Oooh
Oooh yeah
So help me God
Don't you do that again
You might wake up in a predicament
So help me God
Don't you do that again
You might just be my next lucky victim
Oooh yeah oh whoa
Hmm hmm hmm