Stacy was a troubled teen ever since she was twelve. She felt the world close
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in on her and thought she needed help. Listening to the radio on a Sunday
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night. She heard the preacher calling out to call up on his Help-line. He
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sounded so nice, he sounded so inviting, and for a small donation she could
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have the Lord Almighty. She told him her story. He told her his thoughts. He
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said you better get yourself right in the eyes of God. Too much sex, too
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little Jesus.
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Satan's made a slave of you, the Lord will set you free! You don't know God from diddly
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and you're old enough to breed. The sins of me and you are the reason he did bleed.
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Now a word from our sponsor then another troubled teen with...
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Too much sex, too little Jesus.
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Stop that dope smoking, stop that masturbation! Take the Lord into your heart and stop
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that fornication. We're building us an army, gonna knock out Satan. Visa or Mastercard,
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our operaters are waiting!
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Too much sex, too little Jesus.
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Too much sex, too little Jesus.
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Too much sex, too little Jesus.
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Too Much Sex (Too Little Jesus)
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| Drive-By Truckers |
