I'm baffled by the folks
Who like flirtin' with the pastor
It's hard to get them through the door
And they're hardly comin' after

They're out of money, passed the buck
When he took up a collection
Well how much more must they make
Before God gets a fraction?

They're flirtin' with the pastor
But they'll go when in need
And then they hide 'til Easter and Christmas Eve

They got a Bible on the shelf
But when they gonna read it?
They can't commit time they do
For lesser things

They'd rather lay down in their cozy homes
He's still tryin' to drag them to heaven though
They're not tryin' to turn that reverend gray
Seems like they may though anyway

You know what I'm talkin' about, maybe?
Sneakin' out on the pastor on Sunday
The faithful go round and round
If they don't like his sermons enough
They leave and go crosstown

They want the best in troubadours
And they like their funny laughter
And other guys just stay in bed
And they wait for the hereafter

Flirtin' with the pastor , you all
I ain't sure they know what they need
You know the way they run and hide
'til Easter and Christmas Eve

They got a Bible on the shelf
But when they plan to read it?
You can't just live your life
Through dudes on Christian TV


They'd rather lay down in their home sweet homes
He's still tryin' to drag them to heaven though
Though they might return but never stay
They're flirtin' with the pastor anyway
And you are too maybe

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He's prayin' for everybody

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Flirtin' with the pastor, babe
They ain't sure what they need
You know the way they run and hide 'til Easter and Christmas Eve

They got a Bible on the shelf
But when they plan to read it?
They cram for this
Just like they do for SATs

They'd rather lay down in their cozy homes
He's still tryin' to drag them to heaven though
Though the guy's been burned by them, he prays
There's certain things a pastor can't forsake
There's certain things a pastor can't forsake