Gloria Song Lyrics

Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine.
Meltin' in a pot of thieves,
wild card up my sleeve.
Thick heart of stone.
My sins, my own,
they belong to me. Me.

People say "beware!"
But I don't care.
The words are just
rules and regulations to me. Me.

I walk in a room; you know I look so proud.
I'm movin' in this here atmosphere; well, anything's allowed.
And I go to this here party, and I just get bored,
until I look out the window, see a sweet young thing
humpin' on the parking meter, leanin' on the parking meter.
Oh, she looks so good! Oh, she looks so fine!
And I got this crazy feeling, and then
I'm gonna ah-ah make her mine.
Ooh I'll put my spell on her.

Here she comes.
Walkin' down the street,
here she comes.
Comin' through my door,
here she comes.