"Jesus Van" lyrics

Hey pretty baby, wanna dance the line
With them cowboy dudes and them southern dimes
I got shagged on the floor of my pony express
Gun on the dash and a cross on my chest

Walk your boots to the window, throw your bag in the trunk
If you're looking for trouble, well, we're looking for fun
There's a wild congregation in this holy mobile
So get your ass in the wagon that my friend take the wheel

I got Jesus in the back of my van
I got Jesus in the back of my van

Well, we're rollin' to the Alamo to stretch out our luck
They say cease and desist, but we don't give a fuck
Can a man move his body like he's blessed and possessed
I'm just preaching the gospel of foreplay and sex

We're a long way from heaven, but we're far from the fall
'Cause we're built for the lovin' and we're here to cabal
I'm the priest and the prophet, my apostles are near
They got cocaine and whiskey, but the scripture is clear

I got Jesus in the back of my van
I got Jesus in the back of my van

He never judge me
He's so above me
He's always with me
Even when I'm on a bender down in Mexico
Will sip tequila slow and see some girls we know
He'll be praying to Mother Mary tonight

Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight

Well, the sun is coming up over a godless land
I got the power of the spirit in the palm of my hand
There's a party in Miami on the Caribbean Sea
But I hate to tell ya, baby, you ain't coming with me

I got Jesus in the back of my van
I got Jesus in the back of my van

Tonight