Heaven

Greetings to you

Way down

Darling, I'm high

Darling, grace my mounds

Darling, climb

All over me

Gonna tell you what the hell I am

Hot damn, hot damn

When I get in with a wanted man

When I get in with a wanted man

A man with confidence

Knows opulence, knows opulence

He'll take my heart

Do it slowly, mold me

He'll make it Holy

Make it Holy

God

She's watching everything we do

She says 'everything I do I do for you

So make it Holy'

I am a slut for Holy Moly

And when the spirit came he said

God, back door or Christ reborn'

He drips so Holy

Heaven is where I stay

With my wanted man

And God

Spread like Butter