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Day I met God
I got so carried away
Day I met God
I got so carried away
Not with the vision
But the streaks in his hair
Not with religion
But the size of his kn*b
The day I met God
The day I met God
It was p*ssing with rain
And we went
Day I met God
I got so carried away
Day I met God
I got so carried away
Not with the vision
But the streaks in his hair
Not with the vicars
Or the nuns or the priests
The day I met God
The day I met God, the day I met the big boy
It was p*ssing with rain
And we went
And the herald angels sang
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh....
We were coming back in the van
From Milan
And I saw God
Right there