Oh G-d that I knew
I though you were a shoe
And I offered you a Mountain Dew
Oh Jesus of my life
I know you aint got a wife
And you were cool as hell I knew
As you suffered because I had no brain
I love that you are here
And I will always buy you a beer
And your day is a blessing
I wont be with you a messing
So be my best friend G-d
And walk in my tight neatly trimmed yard
And bring me a daffodil of life
So that I may simply kiss my lovely wife
And be my best friend like a dog
So that I can cut any log
And you will be my G-d
And I will be your humble mag pie delight
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