In the front of a compact Ford
We all make the same mistakes
Sing it, religion
We all make the same mistakes
Well, she was silent as he paid her
From no salesman on TV
Religion, oh, you do the best you can
And that's when she got religion
Trying to find a way to leave
But that's when he got religion
We're gonna wind up with the man
Religion, well, you do the best you can
She felt the presence of someone
We're gonna wind up with the man
Religion, oh, you do the best you can
In the front of a compact Ford
When he thought he heard a choir of angels
Now he's working for the holy guide
'Cause we all make the same mistakes
We're gonna wind up with the man
Looking for the great awakening
We're gonna wind up with the man
And the light went on inside
Just a gentle voice on the stereo
And that's when she got religion
He got drunk but he don't remember
Now she's a working girl who loves the Lord
We all make the same mistakes
We all make the same mistakes
That he'd been drinking in a bar downtown
We're gonna wind up with the man
Just a gentle voice on the stereo
Religion, you do the best you can
Now she's a working girl who loves the Lord
Religion, oh, you do the best you can
But the thanks she got was next to none
We all make the same mistakes
He still drinks but he does believe
And that's when he got religion
Just a tap on the shoulder in the parking lot
He said somebody up there likes me
And as her car pulled out of the motel
Singing in the Tiki Lounge
