It's that break-a-levee kind of love
And it washes over me
She said, "You need Jesus"
Said, "You need God"
She stares at the altar, while gripping your arm
Well, it's a heavy kind of love, where your eyes keep locking And her palms start sweating when you say, "I want it"
And her chest gets tight, when you say, "You'd make a beautiful bride"
So she'd die just to hear you say, "I'll tell what you are to me" And we'll sing a little hymn, sing a little hymn
I'll tell you what you are to me, yeah
Oh, yeah
And we'll sing a little hymn, sing a little hymn
Then I'll take your hand for all my life
And I'll love you, and your chevy
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