I ain't no saint, can't turn the other cheek. I ain't no saint, can't turn the other cheek. But you could cool my temper, by words I hear you speak.
Tell ya, straight from the shoulder, straight from the hip. If I'm falling over, she makes the pieces fit. If I get arrested or in some legal twist, She talks to the judge and gets the case dismissed.
I ain't no saint, Won't make it through the pearly gates. Well, I feel alright down here, Lord, I think heaven's gonna have to wait. Owww...
Don't tell me how to make a living, Don't lock her love up with a key. If I'm down my head is spinning, Don't call a doctor or a priest.
I ain't no saint, Won't tow the party line. I ain't no saint, Won't tow the party line. But you'll get my nomination. Every single time.
I'll tell ya, straight from the shoulder, straight from the hip. Believe the tallest stories if I hear it from your lips. Don't need to worry about the crazy shape I'm in, This tender magic surely gives me a thrill.
I ain't no saint, Won't make it through the pearly gates. I feel alright down here, Lord, I think heaven's gonna have to wait. Yeahhh...